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.