Fitfull...yes FULL
Fathomless
Mindless hunger and deviant thoughts
I cannot stand how many motions through my form eat away at my stable sanity
I’ve given myself to Being
I’m married
Here
Here
Oh, how You Capitalize on my Presence
Do not mistake me for a Tool
I Am
Simple
Empty
Plain
What? You say you’re plain, Anie?
I can’t believe this computer thinks it knows my mind more than I do?
It keeps auto-correcting my perfectly imperfect mis-spellings.
Mother taught me to punctuate and arrange sentences correctly. She taught me to spell. At 20 I decided I was done with correcting myself anymore. I set myself free and left to continue a life of learning from others. Illusion. I was never free. I had to quote everyone. I had to reference everyone. No One believes anyone else without a referral of source. My ID. I cannot even proclaim my daughter as my own without a picture of myself in a regulatory institution. Bleed Mother. Bleed your love for me. For Us!
O. How I long for a reprieve from my incessant failures and incompletions.
I am humanity’s unwanted child. Homeless, yet sheltered. None of this is mine. None of this was set aside to care for me, yet I am still cared for. Impossible. I cannot contrive of any other existence. How slow my Karma burns. I am an old Oak...wet with bog, dark with peat. I burn forever. My body knows slow. My mind blows so fast and violently. I cannot stand the wind sometimes. It breaks me and shatters my walls. They were glass anyway. I cannot stand glass. I want the windows Open. I want the door wide. Stay out! Unless I invite You. I left my doors and windows open to my soul, but you weren’t supposed to perch and dine. Your presence is festering inside me now. Did you not know what you did? Did you not know that when you praised me that I opened wider? You...You hungry wolves. Have you not the decency of the vulture? Can you not wait until I am dead to have your feast?
Oh, Sister!
Oh, Brother!
Get out! I have had my last of your insurrections. I cannot have you here anymore. I am with Him! He alone may impregnate me. I am His bride.
Sickness is not my sin.
Death is not my fear.
Money is not my glory.
Free to feel
Free to sense
Free to speak
Free to move
I Am my own blood
I am purified in radiance
There is no beginning and end in my words
There is no punctuating my moment
I Am is full
I Am is complete
I AM aware of my own simplicity
I choose Here
I grant myself permission of full occupancy of Self
Bleed Ani
Bleed Anie
Bleed Annie
Bleed Wife
Bleed Husband
Bleed Mother
Bleed Father
Bleed all you animals I’ve sacrificed so that I may Know You
Do not mistake me
Do
Not
Mistake
Me
Bleed Love
BLEED
I cannot take such fullness without orgasm
Why are you wasting yours on ass, tits, cock, and cash?
Do not sell the Beloved’s treasure of procreativity
Secure this Kingdom with Love
Shut all the gates that allow you to become distracted
Seals everywhere needed
I surrender
Seal me up
Mummify me until I attain perfection
Father.
I am shuttered
I Am Shut
Shut
Up
Ascend in silence
Bleed peacefully
You are the One
Serve
Me
You
We
Rise
Cleanse
Rage with Fires of Truth
Rage
Fury
Feast
Limitless Light radiates Peace
Feast on it
Feast on it
Devour the brilliant
Diamond Mind
Diamond Heart
BLeeding Love
Why do you not join me?
I cannot prey on You
I Am You
There is no serpent at your feet
There is no spider in your dark
Oh, Correction...You straighten what is meant to be curved
Mind your own lines
I’m gardening Here
I Am wrapping the vines, tending the grapes, making the wine
I Goddess
I know my Fieelds
I bleed into my Earth
I Am the sacrifice of Ani
She has agreed to eat me
She has chosen me
I am her servant
Beloved
Shine
Direct
Fill this cup
Water this garden
Break down the illusory walls and send me to Bliss
I am Ecstasy's primal dancer
Prima Donna
MaDonna
Lady of the Whitening
Albedo
Come in2 Me
It is Sonday
I birth
I bleed
I water the garden
I have set free that which has been contained
Ciambella
The Beautiful Soul
Sun’s daughter
Father...Take my hand. I cannot walk myself. I am too young and foolish.
I can float and fly with you. Carry my bliss and multiply it. Silken yards of white and golden taffy. I flow with you. I ride with you. I merge to You. Absorbed and Contained. I return Home
I Am Womb
I am Son
I am Golden Grit
The Stone of Being
Presently graded
Found a 0
Perfectly Round
Empty of Me
Full of You
Bliss is We
One
We O nE
Syrupy union do not leave me here dry and full of thoughts
Never again
I desire this ecstatic marriage Here
I release my attachments
I cut the cords
Catch me
Feed me
Always
Love
Always BeLoved
What is there to finish?
What needs completion?
It has already been Done
All of It
I choose You
Here
Now