posted on January 13, 2008 at 2:30 pm

in the dark
i stumble n lunge for cockroaches
i stand in kitchen n eat chocolate n sip soy milk
in the wild windy night
when everything becomes still
as the night contracts giving birth to the stars
spirits are abroad soaring through these skies to you
wailing wondering wonderful spirits
spirits of the dead
spirits of the stones you walk upon
spirits of the wood you burn
spirits of the nights you seed
spirits of the open wound
spirits in the distant hub
travelling underground along songlines
yes they sing sing sing themselves to you
like trains on astral tracks rushing towards you
the night is not white
no the night is not white
the night remembers oh it remembers
so it sighs and it moves through the curtains
and it mentions your names and the names of its gods
who are the winds gods you ask in your lovely way
tell me their names that i may chanta chanta chant to them
tell me the blames i must recant to them
tell me of the shames i have to rant to them
tell me of the games
tell me how the night will always love us so
tell me how the night will never let me go
go into it now go
the whispery nighty night night with its branchy fingers
the oozing night with its vanilla-y thrill
the groping night with its hands down your pants
the enveloping cloak of velvety eve
evening star shine and it breathe
pulse they do yes they do
yes they do
and they do and they do
the mercury stars in their tinny olde style
the warrior stars in their arrows n spears
all frozen and distantly scattered
as if it mattered where they fell in the black deep
at the bottom of the sky where they sink
into depths we never saw
leaving trails of comets and civilizations
before this after this you name it
you name it
you you you
you fool youre a genius
you clever dummy youre the brightest spark
youre the one one one
nightworks blackout darkcrumble hoofbeats raindrop brambledown
hawkstrike ripcrashing unenlightened beast-among-you
warren burrows rabbit run run run
go nights creatures in the meadows hide for godssake
run for cover
down your shelter
night awaits you
silent night creeping sleeping keeping on
violent night howling round the mountaintop
night ache-multiplier-magnifier
night writes this line
nightline straight from 2 am
woke me up up up
to talk to darkness
who can seldom say whats going on
i wait in wakeness weightless fateless
the night neither cares nor cries for you or Is
trust me the night is so cruel and sleek
like an eagles beak as it streaks behind your head
its talons tearing tufts of sweet baby curls oh no oh no
thats the night for you dont say i didnae warn you
summer you out there call the night by different names
but its the same olde night n its the same olde shames
clock tick tick never tock that clock
footsteps sssh listen frozen in fear you are a childe again
a horrible face you think you see watching you and me
ah thats just the moon ah thats justa sky
ah thats justa asteroid deep inner my
ah thats just lord vishnu with conch and his mace
and his lotus n disc n his beautiful face
aah thats just sweet nature with a smile honour face
thats just the trouble and time with this race
all of the people all over the place
as they run and they fall and they drift inter space
as they crash crush n rumble n tumble with grace
who scatters these stars all over the place
and the nightwind caresses the place on my back
where the chakras align along magnetic track
that leads to my headveins which pump endless black
and the seat of my soul at the back of the shack
where the skull at its deepest and ‘lectricity cracks
as the thoughts come together with a thump n a whack
clicketty clicketty clicketty clack
yeah the night is behind you
yeah the old night is back

20 Responses to “darkness you are my priestess”

  1. avatar
    CSTCoach | 13 January 2008 at 3:44 pm #

    really nice. lyrical. flowing. i like this sorta thing. 🙂

  2. avatar
    syrinx | 13 January 2008 at 4:41 pm #

    insomniferum..

  3. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 13 January 2008 at 5:21 pm #

    glad to have you back old knight…
    Sap

  4. avatar
    davem | 13 January 2008 at 6:27 pm #

    You are a truly talented sod.
    Just brilliant. A really wild and windy night in blighty….made especially to embrace your words…
    x

  5. avatar
    Altres | 13 January 2008 at 7:43 pm #

    Wonderful read Steve, it really didn’t take more than a look out of the window to confirm the depths of winter. This is a beautiful, wild and tempestuous blog here.

    I love it, thanks,

    Brian

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    Anonymous | 13 January 2008 at 8:31 pm #

    hmmm…we had a serious storm the night before last and spirits came out in my house…had to get the lavender out…..but wow; and yeah

    xxKittykat

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    Anonymous | 13 January 2008 at 8:36 pm #

    At last! Some poetry that rymes. I have been waiting for 457 posts…fwweew.

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    princey | 13 January 2008 at 10:22 pm #

    That’s so weird sk, I woke up too in the middle of the night last night, but I could never, ever blurt out beautiful poetry like this, (the choccy and soy milk I could easily do!), this is something only the talented and amazing and one&only sk could do, that’s (one) reason I love you so.
    You’re a star to me 🙂
    Love Amanda

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 13 January 2008 at 10:47 pm #

    if i can quote the quite talented but little known danny michel..

    nobody move this is perfect..

    just what i needed sk…

    timf

  10. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 January 2008 at 12:08 am #

    Wonderful, wonderful.

  11. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 January 2008 at 12:14 am #

    wanna be wrapped in it
    and dream the star

    love*

  12. avatar
    malibu mum | 14 January 2008 at 12:20 am #

    I agree with the last comment.Beautiful Steve, keep it comin , baby.You’re like a cool drink on a hot day. cheers

  13. avatar
    fantasticandy | 14 January 2008 at 2:43 am #

    i HATE blogger!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    i just typed out the whole bloddy song!!!!!!!!!!!!
    and it all fucked up!

    ‘we hit the road to hull,
    sad amps and smashed guitars’

    yeah i loved it too!
    andy L.

  14. avatar
    Anonymous | 14 January 2008 at 4:10 am #

    youtube sk UTMW off the dvd

    Check it out.

  15. avatar
    princey | 14 January 2008 at 10:17 am #

    THANK YOU MATT D, it sounds, looks,IS gorgeous! Well done!!
    love Amanda

  16. avatar
    fantasticandy | 14 January 2008 at 10:31 am #

    sure does look good!
    …time to hit the paypal account again!
    andy L.

  17. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 14 January 2008 at 11:08 am #

    that was just a stunning piece of writing…dreamy and beautiful…
    one thing, though, i don’t think chokky will help with insomnia, just give you a sugar hit and a buzz with the caffeine in the cocoa…
    love always, you dreamy thing…

  18. avatar
    CSTCoach | 14 January 2008 at 3:50 pm #

    Hey matt,

    Is the DVD now available for order?

    The site looks great, the clip was really well done, and the whole package looks even better. Thanks for making this available. 🙂

    ryan

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    Ossipewsk | 15 January 2008 at 12:04 am #

    Nice work, Steve. Did you know that “Darkness, you are my priestess” is a line from a song on “Axe Victim” – the first album by Be Bop Deluxe? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Be_Bop_Deluxe

  20. avatar
    steve kilbey | 20 January 2008 at 3:59 am #

    yes


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