She Who Is All That Is.
The Divine Mother wraps her children
in her veil of hair. The
sweet giggle of universes exploding with a newborn's
ecstatic wail. Surprise and sorrow.
The trembling
lasciviousness of Death's
kiss writhes under her smile.
When she winks, every
whore awakes a
virgin.
A simple twitch of her mouth
and
virgins die with their beloved's kiss.
Born and
Reborn.
Paradox and
logic.