Binding

September 14, 2008

You will not find what you need
on this pharmacy shelf.

Follow me. I can help you.

First we collect water from the creek
in the darkest part of the moon
You have to reach deep to snatch
the blackness within.

Go ahead, its water.
Seal it closed with this bit of pitch,
I forgot to bring you a cork.

You can use your flashlight if you want,
its old fashioned of me but I prefer the torch,
I sprinkle herbs and breathe the smoke,
it helps me think where we go next.

I need you to kill this bug - no, this one-
and place it in your left pants pocket.
I pray the murderers prayer on you now,
those who kill will know you now,
recognize you as their own.

Theres a place close by where the holy fire
was lit, we take your water there to boil.
We place my torch in the center, see, exactly here
where it dances to the Mother’s pulse,
where it catches the blood and becomes a live thing.

Here, I carry water for drinking- have some.
let me see your bug for a moment,
no I dont need to touch it .
I am merely the tongue that gives your need a voice,

We sing blessings three times three, backwards
we sing blessings to the winds four quarters-backwards
to the above and the below, backwards
Now go.

Put him back, but in the right pocket now.
When she’s dead, remember to let me cleanse you.
Those murderers will cling to you alive or dead
I only ask for one night.
I want your child, that is my price.