It’s all unnerving
The eyes on me
Objects expanding, colours shimmy
Everything seems to breathe
Shadows move
My head’s too heavy
Just might leave it on the floor
Smell the ancients
They’re waiting for me to die
Help me up
Gotta walk five feet to my
Medication
Did you hear that?
It’s a creature, I know
The mystic said I have a shroud
Far darker than he’s ever seen
It’s after me
It’s after me
See my skin?
It’s boiling, there are bugs
ALL OVER ME
Negative energy
Apparently I’m
Too far gone
For revival

By Kara Soholt

The Scarlet Woman

I have lost so much blood
I am woman upon Scarlet Beast
Fornication and all sin
Carrying antichrist
Medicine proves nothing
It is a Power, greater than man
Filled my loins with disease
Stick me full of needles
Stuff me with machines
Scratch marks left on hospital bed
Tried to claw away
Insect within white walls
Curse nurses, fucking cunts
Incisions pus, Bibles burn
What never heals will itch itch itch
Into eternity
Dressed in gown and thorny crown
Drug me
Try to wipe away memory
I scream
Still they want more blood
Still they want the rest
Of my sanity
Hold me down
Control this shaking
Red sloshes, unto everything
I am sacrifice for science
Put me under
Dig into veins, gnaw insides
Scrape organs, drain fluid
Probe every inch of this body
No longer sacred
No longer sane
MYSTERY,
BABYLON THE GREAT,
THE MOTHER OF HARLOTS AND OF
THE ABOMINATIONS OF THE
EARTH

By Kara Soholt

Pokemon and mushrooms. And sex.

Grandeur

I am easily converted from compassion to revenge
Power courses through me
Spills out mouth and eyes
No human can inhibit
The deeds I do in secret
I am chewing through your energy
You shall crumble down to dust
I lick the ashes, ‘till fingers glimmer clean
I can just smell the fear
Spread through air with urgency
They know I see down into soul
Crooked darlings, dirty things
Try to slip away, I love the hunt
Still, no challenge I can find
You are already compromised
I invade everything
I invade everything

You are finished

By Kara Soholt

i can feel them pouring from me, the vibrations of the ancients. twinkling in undefined routes. prospects most foul and amusing. it’s where reason ends and knowledge turns to madness. we’ve built these walls. wrought these chains. distilled the ales and thought up the thinkers. nothing is free. no one is free. keep the trees where they are. plowing through things only leaves rubble behind, no room for growth. we must always grow and expand or we’re no longer man. but are we man, are we even a sect away from animal, are we only distanced from primal instinct by the names we give things? the nomenclature to our surroundings so nothing is an unknown? for in the unknown there is danger. what we are unfamiliar with is what we fear the most. we are xenophobic to possibilities, mysteries the indiscernible. in the wake of enlightenment it is hard to be happyunhappy.

everything is a pattern. a part. a piece. a leg. an arm. a vein. an atomatomatom. a nothing. ballarky i squat. when humdrum comes to dilly we share not a wink of desperation but a nibblet of prayer and offering.

i am always loyal to disruption

By Kara Soholt

why am i so messed up mixed up i try and try and try and fail each time falling further in the riptide of my destruction the spray hurts my eyes drowning in it why not take a deep breath and fill my lungs all of it would slip away wont be tossed around no more cant tread no more driftwood slits my sides and limbs blood stains water red struggle but i just get tired exhausted no more energy to carry on slipping in and out of consciousness cant tell the difference between dream and reality the terror of it pumps cortisol and adrenalin i get sick and it mixes with the blood and saltwater swimming in my own filth wave after wave crashes down against my body wear me down wear me down smooth me out i am a wound to society sickness to the sea
we foam we foam we foam

By Kara Soholt

Hey„ you!

So I’m going to try to be chatty again. TRY„ mind you. So fill me ask box„ if you dare to chance. (: Please do

Second Son

grace me wit’ a signal lord
i be waitin’ for a sign
fallin’ to the floor ya see
‘n wanna give up tryin’
bloodied mah ‘ands for ya
done what i never thought i’d do
‘ve given’ it all up fo’ ya god
now i be expectin’ me mah due
can’t keep holdin’ out on ya faithful servant lord
cause a deal ain’t a deal ‘till it’s done
tell’it straight ‘n tell’it narrow
am i ya second son
nah need fo’ any mo’ delay
‘kin smell da shiftin’ of thah tides
thah ides ‘o change, come what may
if ya forsake i’ll tan ya hide
ya see, i’m thah chosen one fo’ Baal
‘nd yo’ cycles almost through
so right hand man ya second son
or we’ll ‘ave it out fo’ you

By Kara Soholt

FUCK; I GIVE UP

Melancholy fears drain medicated tears
Blabberin’ on of nonsense ‘n worth
Blubberin’ words of existence on earth
“I love you.” Ya do? Then why don’t ya show it
If ya carved it in my SKIN, I still wouldn’t know it
Yo’ welcome, fo’ doin’ the things that I did
Fo’ lyin’, fo’ dodgin’,  fershit that I hid
Excellent, ya think whatcha thought all before
I’m used up, ‘n bruised up, I’m mah own goddamned whore
Ignorance be yo’ great methadone drip
When I’ve pillaged ‘n plundered, ‘n raided yo’ ship
The heart, the lone vessel, I’ve broken a few
They soil their hands’th me own witch’s brew
The nags, the hags, all laugh when we see
One more poor ‘ittle soul, trustin’ in me
Mah eyes; innocent, soul; dirty as shit
Victims don’t even realize when they be bitten or hit
By me: THE GREAT CHARADE, THE WITCH, THE LIAR
THE SOUL SNATCHING SHIT FLINGING CONSUMING FIRE
Come one, come all! To feed the flame
Y’all vomit no truth, when ya through wit’ mah game