on the witches of Salem

let the bitter

waters

try and tell

offspring of chaos

daughters of men

sons of god

the sacred lot

doth not lie

if (im)mortal ye be

then heaven help thee

for dying shalt thou

live



a corn of wheat thy

body

falls an eye

for pride a

tooth for truth

an issue of blood

on the earth once spilt

crieth out unclean

unclean



the

serpent’s head

bruised bears witness

the destruction

of the flesh

the soul's salvation

retribution

alas

the price of

lost innocence

the lord giveth and

then the lord

doth take



thou shalt not

resist

to deny his affections

doth but

whet the appetite

kindles and feeds

the flame of desire

the lord is a

consuming

fire



thou shalt not love

nor lie upon the

earth nor nurse

upon her breast nor

pluck the bounty of

her excess



thou shalt not

untie the umbilical

noose no

gods before me no

not one left

to piss against the wall of

my contempt



thou shalt not eat

thou shalt not drink

thou shalt not see

thou shalt not speak

thou shalt not hear

thou shalt not dream



neither shalt thou fear



may the earth receive

the unyielding flesh

may fire purge  

pride

of conception

may wind

spread the

ashes to dust

of paradise lost

may water rinse

the earth of blood

not yet shed but

yet not silent



the lord bless and

keep

thee and the

fruit of thy

tomb

the presence of the

high and

hol(e)y one rest

upon you and

your kin

and the kin of your

kin

amen amen thy

willbedone

amen amen the lord

doth come

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a response to "Women of Salmem" (by JM, also posted on postpoems.com).

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Eric Cockrell's picture

very well written, tho i fear if i'd been there(who knows?) i'd have been on the wrong side of the fire. pity how humanity uses "God" to hide from the ecstatic. eric