this is not a safe space

the spirit of the depths

this is not a safe space. those words are meaningless. 
create your own safety by becoming 
the one who can hold you.
the one who must hold you.
you. deep woman.
i’m here to help you get possessed 
by the spirit you yearn to connect with.
this is a game but, did you forget?
play is serious business.
don’t jump in if you’re not willing 
to give up all you believe
for the sake of giving 
all you feel
to your rising.
because that’s the thing, about the unseen. 
it shapeshifts.
one day you wake up a woman and with three deep breaths 
you’re formless.
three more and she licks your shoulder 
till you surrender to her presence. 
do you stay?
that is the question, isn’t it?
you want deep, but do you stay?
do you hold yourself there, submerged in the sea?
what right minded person would hold their own head under water?
who said anything about sanity?
what is “right” anyway?

let’s play make believe. 
we’re playing anyway - you know - 
making what we believe come true. do you think i’m joking? 
i’m not. the web works its way through your every action.
— what if you learned to see the invisible?
do you remember what Jung said — about
fate — it’s all beneath the surface. 
nothing happens that you don’t
secretly believe is your destiny.
pour your secrets to me. 
what do you yearn for?
how do you bleed?
show me, darling.
let this be your 
unveiling. 

•••

The dark is alight.
   you are the queen?
I come when you claw 
for my presence.
   let her in let her in let her IN.
I am the only one coming;
pink on the surface 
you draw them in
with a tender kiss.
The ruse of your lightness 
fools everyone, 
but your darkness 
knows the game.
   you speak. you speak. please
   break me with obsidian bliss.
   i am yours, eternally
   betrothed to the architect 
   of unseen depths.
God Witch Cometh. 
   you play with me rightly.
   i am no fool;
   i accept your blissful presence.

Slide 
two fingers in
to the tender 
pink darkness.
Probe the universe
for prophesies
Enter 
the emerald depths.
              Realize this:
                                        beneath
                                         ecstasy
                                  obsidian speaks.

                             The spirit of the depths 
                                         awakens.

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