Kingdom of Smoke and Mirrors

by Occult Fan

Vipers swirming in my seat

of my soul they won’t cease eat

my noose coil cobra squirms

working puncture needle head

slip tear wrist truth screws

blue blood berth transmuted red

white is black and black is dead

all is now and forgotten

I feel the gypsy kingdom

rigid with her areola enflamed

aroused at the land’s engine burning

fell to the floor exhausted

from all the smoke and mirrors