posted on February 8, 2008 at 12:00 am

demons dust and dark ages
gnawing boring squirming worming
charming alarming harming harming harming
oh im so tired and damp and tired of being damp
and i should be dressed in silks and satins and elegant shoes
reclined in a gentle warm light
an obedient servant perhaps
a childe to do my bidding
a nice jug of rich red wine
but the fields are my home
i shiver under hollow logs
i chase away the weasels
oh wretched me!
my poor old bones
my freckled skin
my wispy hair
my pointy nose
my white white beard
my sore sore feet
my fiery heart
my blue black crow
my jet black wand
i broke the rules
my evil eye
gold to lead
living to dead
white to red
cut to bled
a new newt in a new town
suck leech suck
bite ant bite
slither snake slither
hither and thither
i curse and it gets worse
devil you jesus lord of the flies
am i really mad i wonder
but the moon says oh no no no
am i so ugly i ask crow
oh no no no
my crow she doesnt think so
we come to a lake
a lakey lake silvered and smooth
i dont like it crow i says to the bird
crows caw caw caw
this is unholy water i says to her
crow shakes her shapely head
nasty little lake here hindering us
cant swim it ugh shudder
i heard of things living in these waters
take you down into horrible cold wet jaws
slimy scaly big and coily
a waterworm with teeth like razors
black lake
unhallowed stagnant mire
mournful water
dead trees
lake you were not here before
how did you lake spring forth?
where do you go when you go away?
what are your big black fish?
how many fathoms deep to the drowned village?
how cold is your slippery murk?
oh evil lake
oh ugly body
come crow
i would be gone
woe begone
but the land around you sucks
and the marshes emit a chilling mist
fly crow away
crow flies up away from this sickening thickening fog
she finds the clean air up above us
but oh i am alone
my wand will not ignite
to cast its magical light
i am trickless
crow has flown away but where…?
alone on the ground
the mist carries no sound
enveloping me hiding me from my moon
i cannot remember my spells
my words have no authority
my mind has no belief
old and alone with my jet black stick
waving around in the soundless misty mist
tripping and ripping my cloak
soak me rain
chill me night
take my sight
thin my skin
old and cold
muck and mould
oh poor me
a magician you see
a powerful man
a dragon killer a mighty sorcerer
reduced to this
seduced by time
ravaged and ruined and coming undone
bleached and faded and abraded and frozen
unchosen unblessed uncaressed
bugger this lake!
black filthy pond
black useless wand
black absent crow
black burning heart
bad bad world
full of spiders and slugs and thugs and riders
wet leaves thieves blood and mud
tree trunks and foxholes and lost souls
thorns and horns and hedges and teeth
rotten life you black maw
horrible sky starts to rain and pour
poor me
where is crow?

17 Responses to “fast and easy : lake”

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    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 1:06 am #

    ^^

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    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 1:29 am #

    bad, bad crow! punish her then… but she’ll be glad.

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    flash | 8 February 2008 at 1:36 am #

    an instant.shutter speed.exposed…a flame.no matter how deep the lake.the surface is always only a mirror.thats all.peace sk.

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    Hellbound Heart | 8 February 2008 at 3:36 am #

    edgar allan poe would be proud…
    love always…

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    JJ | 8 February 2008 at 3:51 am #

    Ride the snake, to the lake, the ancient lake….

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    Whatever you do don't smoke. just don't smoke! | 8 February 2008 at 4:06 am #

    how fucking sad is Heath Ledger- mad a cocktail of opiate based pain killers ie oxycodone and benzo’s man cant he handle his stuff- he should have just got on the methadone of subutex program, he would sleep like a baby with no loss of creativity actually a gain. I gave up on all drugs bar the lovely lovely Methadone, subutex is really good too but when you smoke pot it kind a dampens the whole experience. Methadone saved my life. It allowed me to breath- its an antidepressant, a sedative, a creative liquid that gets you going and blocks out all the negative energies of the human race. it is my recovery my life my choice- DMT? man leave it be-opiates and THC are the only way BAybee- but not H no injectables- only oral liquid man. I wonder if SK have ever written anything completely straight? I have and it is possible the mind and body are full of special things that fuel creativity if we learn how to tap into them. Food and water are the true essences that we should look for. I do not advocate anyone to take what i have taken- it was a necessity for me, my veins were ravaged, Hep C was slicing up my liver- thank god I cleared it with the good old interferon and ribavirin well thats another story. I am well have no fibrosis am 35 with a straight wife and a 12mnth old daughter who personally is my real drug of choice. Anyway do what you like and be what you like but dont judge the junkie who came in from the cold. its so hard not to glorify it but then again its so easy not to take it in the first place.

    yours sincerely,

    the rotten apple.

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    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 5:46 am #

    the twisted being of miracles and revelations had reached the tender age of 53,and although he had heard it many times,he discovered that his name was not in fact “STOP IT!”.his name was Steven kilbey.;)

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    matt davison | 8 February 2008 at 6:15 am #

    I deleted my comment for the first time ever..But really Mr Apple…. don’t bring Mr Heath Ledger into your silly argument

    cheers

    MD (security TTB)

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    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 7:19 am #

    too nasty.sorry.

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    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 7:53 am #

    do you have anything in your tool/magic box that could repair this day?i do hope you find something SK.love.

  11. avatar
    linjo | 8 February 2008 at 9:27 am #

    No sully of the magic, even I would say.
    Linda

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    Ethereal Butterfly | 8 February 2008 at 11:26 am #

    Come back Crow! Something evil this way cometh??? Crow must be very frightened for her to leave her soul tie…..

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    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 12:13 pm #

    Famished on GB3 is sweet

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    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 1:52 pm #

    Perhaps inthelight of times and talents that trudge a parallel demise.
    Could you offer insight into recovery because maybe thats where your gift lies now.

    leanne

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    Cee | 8 February 2008 at 3:48 pm #

    bugger this lake!
    black filthy pond
    black useless wand
    black absent crow
    black burning heart

    al carajo con este lago
    asqueroso charco negro
    inútil vara negra
    ausente cuervo negro
    ardiente corazón negro

    Brujita Cee
    xox

  16. avatar
    davem | 8 February 2008 at 5:37 pm #

    Oh crow.
    I would happily bring you rich red wine. every day.
    xx

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 8 February 2008 at 7:19 pm #

    I really don’t find it to be nasty.
    It’s dark for sure.
    But there also might be some hidden meanings and a metaphor or two.
    I really like it.

    Peace,
    Mark
    Tampa, Fl


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