Persimmon - Current 93

A warning to Judas!

Theology and hives spread

In New Jersey

Philadelphia and Woodstock

The Murder Mothers Move

Through the hedgefires over mud

Rings of plastic madness scorn

Ancient Rome and Egypt and Greece

The horns fall over me

Dreaming of times

And lotuses in fields of rubble

Bearded swift shift to Sophia

Opened her heart to me

Stood in her empty face touching her lips

With her fists

Biting and drawing down sparrows

By her sighing and the space of her bow

The lorries are full of gold and fog

I have the in my hand

I have misheard Adonai and brought down

Aiwass in the Mass

Corrupted Hosts by breathing grimoires

And breaking into the

When I was in the desert I was

By the dedred sea see the caravan

Dragging the Sun unto set

Heard stolen cock-crow

Thieved pricks hardened by time

Into your face and her grimace

As Rainbow Patty is Goat Lady Supreme

Your throat as breathe gold spores

The little pinky

The ticker and the counter

The forged face: I have forgotten you

With Isis and persimmon you’re all

All so told and spelled out

X under your name Mrs. Charlie

Poor Doll Poor Grace uninyou

Formed I heard had news from

Acidic Heaven

Home of the formerly dead

Heard have bit more than I knew was true

Ate Stars in dreams

Heard priests rant on pure

Shovelled cat shit into sinks

Gagging as the rusted sword unrolls

Tip to Teeth in κοινὴ Greece

Lord God

Let it

Day That

In Israel

Broken glass from another time

Of flogging and the ded hiding

In the bottom of the water by the headless walk

Read pornography in cherry blossom

In the locust storm born out of horses' thighs