Declaration of Independence-in two parts

1.

Fuck your blackened noose
I will grasp my own end and pull
Until my mind explodes with Decadence
Inhale the smoke with utmost relish.

I hope you feel the hatred;
A captured fox, snarling with bitter teeth
Chewing, snarling, sinking his own razors
Into blood & sinew & bone

Yes, I will bleed to death before I'll
Let you force me into SANITY
and SELF-CONTROL
and ONLY ONE.

Only two will satisfy my blood,
Or three...
Or perhaps four?

I'll bite & claw until I rage no more
And I will live on horror
Being my own greatest char-broiled sun
Horror will be my greatest friend.
Horror, arm in arm with Decadence;
Not Terror, a thing unto itself
Terror is fear
Horror is fire
And I'll burn in thousand tongues of licking flames
Before you'll cage me and make me "Sane."

-Kimberly N. Hunt 
July 31, 1996


2.

Go in among CONVENTION and sleep with
Mortal fools who'll use your mind &
Spoil your sweet grey brain into believing
that MORALITY means SELF-CONTROL
And SELF-DENIAL

That Puritan way of thinking can rot in 10,000
Hells before I'll accept it
You claim yourself an INDIVIDUAL - and live
In other's ideas of RECKLESSNESS.

RECKLESS, to you, is believing that
you are FREE
I am the one with FREEDOM
Not believing all the endless ways (lies)
SOCIETY will use to force you into thinking that
ONE is ONE.

I am the one who never gives, 
Yet I receive
And I will laugh until I bleed.

I've faced HORROR and I smile with Magick's eyes
As I prepare to deal myself a higher hand,
A newer state of consciousness and newer ways of being.
And you sit back with your INDIGNITY
Feeling HURT and DEPRESSED

I've come to see RESPECT is just another word
for SELF-DENIAL and SELF-CONTROL.

-Kimberly N. Hunt 
written July 31, 1996

Yes, I was pissed off when I wrote them, so as 
for meaning, your guess is as good as mine....
(c) 1998, 1999