Come the Children

© 2003 Ilya A. Davidovich
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i.
Still, and moonbeam shiver fall.
Hush, fecund push and flow as breath, though softly, softly.
Great with terrible promise, for lo!
- the shadow coils and expectant aching...

Come the children, unholy with remembrance of ancient slaughter;
Cast to the light and doors rent open - raped by the burning eye
to sear and scar again with malice.

Echo left by twilight and fading...
Thirst raised by time, by rippled wounding and forced to nothing -
and now upon us the Night, to whip-born screaming
and burning, burning:

Swirl to caress but patient as aeons;
the shadow smiles -
Come the children, and all worlds breaking.

A deeper darkness and shadow rearing,
shrieking to blood / shrieking to deep within:
twisting to change - unleash - call forth
the storm as they rush to answer.

Still, silence kindled in thickened air.
come the children (night-winds riding) - and lo!
- the shadow waits....

ii.
Leaf rushing, running - roar of trees
whipped and bent to passing company.
Stagger-step to fury piping -
Screaming slash in stillness flowing.

Rape of dreaming / grasp and follow;
torn awake by unsubtle promptings and
the shriek of blood that knows its own.

Stirring beast as wicked child singing.
Ragged troop in darkness unmade -
Burn: fiddle-fire and piper whirling,
Moan to moonthrob and beat as melting.

Shadow shift and wanderers welcome,
so soon for the birth of skeletal pleasure
and the slaying of dawn.

Circle: thrice-wound ecstatic leaping
from carrion-heart as flame descended -
Dancing / footbeat in bloodstream shudder.
Savage shadow its glory unfolding:

Carnal mother, her claws unveiled;
scent of tender / lust enflaring -
await the gift of vicious children...

iii.
Nethermost faculty of sense-range disruption by
colorbled entity...

Absorbtion recurrent in layer-upon-layer of
blood-blown obscurity:
Perish the Light before Siren shrieking
hate upon enemy - revel in crimson and
flesh-torn debauchery.

Graced by scaled skin - plunge / rip / tear the mask
and true face revealed.

Shadow pours and permeates - keening hunger
and nervebreak -
"Feed Me, My Children"
to boneshred and drumbeat / fever spinning
for kill-spiral dancers.

Parting of waves and stillness wailing descends -
flicker of gold approaching...

Shadow reel in shiver/pain to heartrend -
Need and anguish will unbinding.
First ray of morning, this perfect child;
Virgin pulse for final night
In power beating...

iv.
Tender child, in brilliance raise
her eyes to shadow roiling / thirsting -
Find her fear and breath dies softly.

Forward, silver chains entwining -
glory laid to altar / bound and
Gleaming pale, expectant tremble -
golden hair and moonblood flowing.

Shadow kiss and ice-cold rendered;
Song of steel as raptor calling -
perfect beauty / eyes erasing.

Blade awakened taste the flow of
red tears falling - sweep and cut
away the face of light's first dawning:
Extinguish god and peel it screaming.

Trace of breast and red trail follows,
Seeking softer flesh to score and bless
with pain, and child opened.

Altar drench and maiden thrashing stilled
by hand of ice upon her -
shadow smiles the light enshrouding /
bloody faceless bride embracing...

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