I don't know if it's this new blog or what, but I've been doing a lot of soul-searching lately, combing through stuff I wrote ages ago that keeps coming back to haunt me...

REVELATIONS

You bring out the best
in my massochism
Sadistically persuing
this romantic cataclysm
You are a razor
dipped in ink
slashing beauty
across my crippled tongue

You brand me
with delicious suffering
invisible against my flesh
and dancing.
You kiss me with your whips
of leaving
and retreiving
visions of my ego
never greiving
I am thinking
closer to the bone yard
with revelations
of insidious elevation.


I'm going back to belly dancing tonight. Thank god, cause I'm starting to stiffen in spirit as well as body.