Catherine Daly

In the Garden

Non Serviam

Light falls,

respects

no source.

Said, done:

light bends,

time dilates.

Emit, detect

nothing, heaven, limit.

Transgress.

And,
the compact
impure,

suggests sacraments. 
The very idea,
true thing. 

Knowledge is a beautiful crime.

InterestFascinate , don’t upset,mouths:
their teeth biteing sins’ fruits.
Eat what you can get:
blood, malice, love.

*“wantonness lulled to sleep

with the virgin’s lute,

or sated with her love”

                William Blake

I served what animatesd bodies, was served:
evoked, varied, twisted it,
coiled it
like a serpent.
I myself was served. 




Memory, madness, error:

I served perception,
demolished beauty, light,
defeated sun,  moon, sun.

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