Posts Tagged ‘William’

urizen

Urizen rages against his cage
Beats meat in the corridors of the house of God
Stares down from a cross impaled on nails and laughs
He who Plotted creation in intricate detail
Builds an angry fortress with his pain

Urizen measures his universe
Like an eagle eyeing his prey
Malevolent eyes-balls pierce each molecule
Desperate grimace over mountains
Megalomania strains against iron fetters

Urizen deluded and insane beyond reason
Thinks he is God and God above God
Doesn’t realize he’s messed up creation
By failing to infuse the right amount of love

Urizen rages against his own children
Who locked him in prison to save the world
Plots suffering like swatting flies
Murder’s moments with a swish of his tail
Bludgeons the butterfly hope and drinks blood-rivers

Granite pathology
Rock grinding rock into dust
Under the mountains Urizen is enclosed
Thrashing and beating against what binds him
Birthing earth-quakes and volcanic eruptions

Despair for him is the making of heaven

syringe
I want to be Kurt Cobain
But I don’t have the veins for it
I want to be Lou Reed
But I don’t have the veins for it
I want to be Nick Cave
But I don’t have the veins for it
I want to be William S. Burroughs
But I’m not into young boys
And I don’t have the veins for it
But sometimes I weaken
Even though I don’t have the veins for it
And get someone to hit the one vein I can find in my hand
Which is sometimes hard to hit as it’s so shallow
But when it works
Blood plumes in the hypodermic
And the stopper is pushed down
And brain begins to vibrate and oscillate
It sometimes seems worthwhile
If the gear is good
Then I feel like Michael Dransfield
Even though I don’t have the veins for it