
I have those magnetic things on my refrigerator. A lot of them. Sometimes when I should be doing something else, I move them around. Sometimes they make interesting patterns. Sometimes not.
I ran into Alice
who was bright and drunk
from mysterious wonderful flood of fire
and her divine celestial cry
of deep promise
gentle joy did grow
soft and sudden
transcending light and life
here in magic merry delight
symphony of silent sight
great Goddess here with flowing
ever wild majestic rite
humble in the perfumed place
to hell and hasten out above
the phoenix dies
then comes alive.
I am the song of fire
a symphony in deep desire
beloved bold and clear of face
shimmering with subtle grace
long translucent tongue of light
sudden stealth transcending night.
I am the gift, celestial kiss
far above the dark abyss.
Go see What's In Tarin's Fridge!
Maybe you'd like to see what other people have written on my fridge.
words
inside outside online
The Worlds