Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

    I have no form.

    I had a shape.

    I thought it was mine,

    But it rotted

    The worms took it.

    Let me be a worm

    I want to eat myself!

    I bite myself.

    I chew myself.

    I swallow my self-knowledge

    I am the apple,

    And the worm.

    The Nothingness in the apple of Being.     

    All this fauns and weird companions

    Moonstruck witches and their demons

    Being nothing, make me anything.

    Ragged claws, six legs, pipestem eyes

     I will revive the old sacrament from the days of paganism

     That open the third eye and enter astral skies

     Self-eater,

     The blood of my words,

     Swallows itself, understanding that

     There was no apple

     No Eve

     And no Tree.

     There is only me!!


 Inspired by Therion, Aleister Crowley and H. P. Lovecraft - Feel free to use any way you may wish , no author rights nor none of that bullshit! \m/