Sisters Delphi round their backs at the table
called here time and again in seasons of woe
Clarity their mastery, despite clouded eyes.
Here we seat again
A time of great despair and ruin
Not since the fall of Rome in the hands of Nero have we witnessed such disgrace!
My third eye weeps at the pools of Red
bubbling at the mouth of Plato’s Cave.
The three-headed dog sounds a growl to
Brigid, Hecate and Persephone.
“Sisters, sisters!” they chirp
as they rush about the barque:
“The Skeleton Woman
“Who will bear her weight?”
Ella se dice:
Dame los huezos.
Kali joins Ix Chel on the collection.
Temple doors shatter against Black Obsidian.