the lesser muses
didn’t get the memo..
they still thinking
they are slick..
in truth, however,
I’m the mother fucking
spirit realm John Wick.

I sense the tides
of when they come..
and when they go.
the only muse
that is resistant
to The Devil’s pull,
in truth..
is but The Sun,
The Devil’s
Demiurge.

alas, it is
already written..
that The Rose
shall be
my psychophanty,
highest priesting
crimson witch.
if only it were
otherwise..
ye lesser muses
surely wish!