Poison Bay (for Alexandra)

by The Frog (bluelighter)

WHAT a drag down thru marijuana days
Such a drag with so much
weight on my shoulders...
battered hands

1.
The age of her mantra has
ended enter new age
The Goddess of Love Fractals

Green-eyed silence in rainbow waves
of acid tsunami
A creature of predation
Woman who makes meals of men's soul's

--The Magic Lady of the forest
Sexual rage beating walls to dust
I WANT TO FUCK THE WORLD!
Like the plague of shit choking out
the last poet thru Hell('s) 7th ring

Dimension walls shattered and
a fusion is made thru
the growth of the sun substance Y

I am the barbaric angel
sent to the garden for further testing...

2.
In the arms of the woman of my dreams;
I have found happiness in her soft moist lips
and honest breast of Love
Skin of celestial being She
is the mad painter
who can't spell simple words

"I am fallen and wilt with your unreachable love..."

Which may yet be nurished and saved by the
clutch of the hands of a beautiful mind
Flowers and skulls in eyes so
seductive and slowly murdered
by many men many men over the years of poison bay

FRUSTRATION!

She is a Holy Target
SHE is NATURE!
SHE IS EVERYTHING!!!!

When night comes-
-Thats when the party really gets started.

3.
The world of Ghosts
Sour and desperate
Cold in sunlight
Hue of amber shade
------
I'm maybe the last true Romantic
--however just as confused as the rest

But I know when she cries so does the sky
Waifting out and down thru
the Elvin shadows of psychedelic poetry
and the incense aura of her perfect mind
too complex for an imperfect worldCOLLAPSE IS INEVITABLE

4.
She oozes craving...suffering following in tow
But the Fast Lane is faster--
if you know what I mean

This trainwreck of a poem leaving
bodies scattered everywhere

Peices of my heart here and there for
everyone
to see

She told me how they came tearing at her
with magnifying lenses....
and they are the ones who ruin everything!

I chain myself to ORION
in the peace of starry night
Under the hunter where we share our moments alone
--to let no one in but the other
some several hundred-- miles away

Under his belt where I smoked and drank Ayahausca on hot summer nights
the south of home and drugs
even the shower of DMT in purple rain drop night

Mighty stars of ORION shooting arrows at me from behind
the clouds of Heaven

NOW! NOW! NOW! I DODGE the strays and I know I am the hunted!

And she who is the perfect woman
shot at as well
at the same moment up in the NORTH
Where even the Babies sleep like
Babies...

5.
White paper acid man
White paper snow of July
White paper
INFANTRY OF INFANTS no more

Just PEACE!

All the rest just drip the sewers of Poison Bay