"The red passage of Samadhi, Blood-Vision". Kenneth Grant



A dive up with head down

moth-winged Angel's shriek

excretion condensed

diginity disrespect



The Crown of Manhood

means nothing here

not for the sheep they pray

they bless the buther's knife



A chant of turbid light

sombre consolation

caryr me, oh Hydra Mother

to gods of festering wounds



The Crown of Manhood

means nothing here

not for the sheep they pray

they bless the buther's knife



A chant of turbid light

sombre consolation

carry me, of Hydra Mother

to gods of festering wounds