the apparatus of death

Another stark message from the Oracle. But she also reminds us that even from inside what seems sometimes like endless darkness we can work for change.

with what shadow whisper
could the goddess soar
the skyship through this sea
of raw blood tongues
that scream only in the language
of me?

it is never too late
to ask why
after must be like before

sing as if you were one with moontime–
shining light into these black waters
of stilled life of a thousand unmet needs

“Beware of greedy leaders…they take you where you should not go.”