The Ballad Of Belladonna

i want to lay myself down
in a green meadow
underneath a sky of blue ink
and taste
a waning crescent moon
and offer up my dreams
with my breathing
let the rain fall
let the rain fall

i want to paint myself
the color of angel tears
and dance in a cracked desert
and breathe
the red earth in until
clouds or clattering horsemen
bury the horizon
let the rain fall
let the rain fall

i want to surrender all
of my late existing and
dive into a sky of white thunder
and play
my heart in the symphonic
voice the lightning frees
from its arcs
let the rain fall
let the rain fall

i want to imagine myself to
a wild mountaintop and toss
my feeling to the anguished wind
and witness
the touch of the starlight
and heaven dripping down
to reach around my heart
let the rain fall
let the rain fall

i want to balance myself
on a mockingbird song dressed
with whispers dipped in hemlock
and melt
into the atmosphere carrying
with me the chaotic stillness of
a yet undisturbed night


let the rain fall





let the rain fall