I’m every goddess and gorgon in one.
I am Kali. I am Medusa.
I speak death with the depth of my eyes.
I, I,
I, Aphrodite and Athena.
My love is war
and only in death can you escape.
Plunge into me before I plunder you
for the blood/lust.
For the foaming mouths.
For the heads in tight lines.
Go still deeper into the past to know me:
Do you remember Inanna?
Do you remember Isis?
I am both Durga and demoness,
the necrophile who consumates murder with rape.
The mortal brain can’t carry these truths
unless it succumbs to the shadow.
That is where,
cavedwelling,
corpseeating,
shrieking and
sobbing and
shackled,
I live.