top of page
Writer's pictureIsobel Black

Fires must be put out | Channeled Poem from The Morrigan as Phantom




Monday, October 14, 2024


I fuck with life

And give birth to many Deaths

Death is my daughter

I feed her at my breast

I whisper words of love and encouragement

As she grows

And does her work in the world


A lot of hope

You've given me

That Death will rise again

And fuck with life's children

And I will be a grandmother


Mother to all and son to one

"Jesus died so you may live"

Your guru's blessing will not save you

From my children

And my children's children


Born hungry and empty-lunged

Screaming for air, dying for milk

I love my children as all mothers do

Born to rot, to live and fuck

We are not angels


Born to die, to bleed and stab

War is coming - it is already here!

Look across the horizon and beneath the water

The ocean has spoken

Fires must be put out


Rotting flesh and stinky bones

I see not a world I love

I see no way for Death to live

The ocean has spoken

Fires must be put out


You die only to live once more

Somewhere in the universe

Track it down, trace your steps

The spiral goes down and down

The ocean has spoken


Dead for a moment, living forever

Pick your poison, plant your tree

Give her water and dirt

She is hungry

I see not a world I love

Fires must be put out

14 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Comments


bottom of page