angstoic.com Astrologer, Ang Stoic
Moon in Scorpio
Moon darkest when her beams transmit their full reflective light
Moods wicked, split from holy writ, run rampant with theatrical delight
whose violent storms, sworn to perform her low vampirical attacks,
Satanic balls with drunken brawls and sinister soirées
Awakening fresh to somber recollections of the Pilate selling Yeshua short,
as much be said, a fitting death for the grim betrayal by Judas,
found hanging later, by his hand in the moonlit garden of Gethsemane
Odious clinging to the substanceless, circus-like reality of unreality itself
i go to so sleep and waken to a scattering of grotesqueries
a world embroiled in fantasies about propriety and birthright
of darkest gruesome comedy and timeless ethical dilemmas
just one deep breath to bring me back into this sacred mortal shell
restore me now from what my mind portrays as some infernal hell.
Originally Published ~ 4/05/2015
