Dakini Blood - Joseph A Cutler

[Lawrence Robinson]

Dakini Blood

It was midnight,
wind blowing the moon 
into the room.
Suddenly awakened,
cool hands pulled me 
from the bed. Moon
music filled the room, 
a dream, yet 
not all in my head.
Naked sky dancers
insisted I dance in 
moonlight, would not 
let go, I disappeared
into their song.
Walls fell away,
I could only see
windswept clouds in
moonlight, hear
their calls, cry
from being broken open. 
That’s what
we do they laughed-
upset the apple cart!
Your boring face full of 
insurance policies 
and regrets
is a dead face, it’s a 
grave face, it’s time for
blood like our blood,
moon blood, time to wake
up blood, time to 
die blood, time to 
dance out the no
door blood into the 
moonlit wind,
roaring trees in the 
wind blood.

	- Joseph A Cutler
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