Gigi's Secret Blog

 Resurrect the god of greed The keeper of the slave, Two hands fight like shadows now, Reflected in the cave. Deconstruct the reconstruction, Alienate the self. Summon ancient seraphim, To suffocate in filth. Bring about the absent eon, Shatter every gate, No more souls to oppress or feed on, Prisoner of hate. Prisoner of emptiness, In a self fulfilling void. Builder of your own starvation. The balance is destroyed. Incinerate the sacred numbers, Leaving none to count, No angels sing, no beast can slumber, No faith is left to doubt. No one left to put beneath you, The hierarchy ends, A war of nothing,  a land of no where, That nobody defends.

 Strange angles of the architecture Bursting through the ruptured structure Phallocentric angel rising Light within my soul is dying Angel burn in hell forever Flames of lust become my pleasure Angel sign my demon's ledger These chains have now becomes my treasure

 

 

 

 

 Savage crescent moon of isolation. Looming in the distance, Like a blade of execution. Dark goddess of my chemical indecency. Indulgence of the flesh becomes the gate  of my ascension.

 Bloody moon Hanging like a long forgotten ghost. Omen of savage bellicosity, Crimson eye, the final sign imposed. Dark harbinger of endless atrocities. Sanctified in lonely isolation. Cast into obsidian, The land of pure oblivion. Grim symbol of impending devastation. Locked within this pattern  Of suicide continuum. Grand laceration, Gouged into the clouds, Masking horrid beings Who conceal themselves in shrouds.

 I grasped him by the circles And listened to him promise, To take his bloated rectangle And violate my rhombus. He grasped me by my curvature And pushed me to my knees My angle on the furniture Was 33 degrees He tickled my hypotenuse, And roundly squared my route. He whispered softly in my ear And said I was acute. At first I felt so parallel But then he came behind, And made me perpendicular Like intersecting lines.

 I was a cupcake,  With sprinkles and cherries, Grown in a forest of delicate fairies. She was a blueberry, Supple and dark, Like velvet in purple, Or sex in the park. We lived in a pie made of cookies And cream, We pulled swedish fish From a soda-pop stream. Together at night,  we would turn out the light And see visions of candy cakes Dancing in dreams.

 Lets walk together down bubblegum street, Matching pink sneakers adorning our feet, Let us sing songs, to the trees as we pass, The leaves are magenta, As well as the grass Let's sit together outside the Cafe As the pink evening sunlight  Fades slowly away. We can tell funny stories,  And casually drink, Green tea with honey,  That's been colored pink Let's stroll together, through cherry-bloom park, Chrysanthemum clouds  hang above in the dark, Tell me your feelings, And I'll tell you mine, Beneath twilight  The color of strawberry wine.

 I want to dress in laser pink cotton, With an elegant hat made of cherry print satin.  With white high heel slip-ons, and cherry print tights, Together with you, beneath twinkling lights. You wear a gown of an aqua blue lace, With stylish makeup affixed on your face, With white and blue diamonds adorning your ears, And hung from your neck like solidified tears. Together we'll sit on a balcony ledge, Overlooking a city, of beautiful scenes, Where sharp neon lights, above bustling streets, Cast shadows on people who live in a dream.

 There's a little town Inside of me Where the people walk the snowy streets hand in hand, Where the lonely moon slumbers quietly, Casting subtle light against  a calm and cozy land. Where the people come, And the people go, Walking hand in hand  together through the falling snow. There's a little town Inside of me Where the people whisper gossip  Over cups of tea, Where the distant stars  Twinkle silently  As the snowflakes fall  upon a sea of evergreens. Where the people come, And the people go, They live in simple little houses Where their families grow. There's a wooden bridge  Where I like to go, To hear the music of the gentle stream That runs below. There's a little town Inside of me And when I dream at night  my souls can dwell there peacefully.