Moon - Current 93

I thought I had seen the Deep

And opened my books

Crooked time opened

Shepherds hearing voices

I also heard the voice

Of your eyes

Dark emerald seducer

Covered the carved rose

Bracketed the melted crux

Crutch kicked from under me

Under hills with skin

Faded like dogs dreaming

Of the coming master dark dog

The bitch creased in black jets

Felt the glans muscle into the clouds

Of pink and twink and skittle

Hurtle away

You groovy girls with Teeth

Cursed with bloods Moons and necklaces

I thought of the Cat when

I almost entered the Bright Bowl Howl

And still thought of the Cat in brother-love

More fun than the gun at my head

I thought of the beach drowning in lights

I thought of the time it was 4 or 5

Short hours I slept and damaged my soul

Or southern legs: the cramp

Kicks in like an ape

At the back of my neck is the cervix

Timed the faces in the sky

Elephants in dandelion or clover

Ventured into Persia in that dream

I had classical passion slipped into me

Gravelled harsh music

Clapping whores back to sweet Ram

Slipping between the Sphinx’s legs

Come on in

Come on down

Further down to the very end of the rainbow

Where its hands push her heart

Into the beautiful lake of flowers

Kissing the edges

Kissing the birds

Who salute Queendom

As she swoops over the horizon

With angels and adders holding

The hem of her graceful naked gown