Selections from The Book of Lies

MARGERY DAW

I love LAYLAH.
I lack LAYLAH.
"Where is the Mystic Grace?" sayest thou?
Who told thee, man, that LAYLAH is not Nuit, and
I hadit?
I destroyed all things; they are reborn in other
shapes.
I gave up all for One; this One hath given up its
Unity for all?
I wrenched DOG backwards to find GOD; now GOD
barks.
Think me not fallen because I love LAYLAH, and
lack LAYLAH.
I am the Master of the Universe; then give me a
heap of straw in a hut, and LAYLAH naked!
Amen.

 

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