The Star – she guides me,
fills my soul with craziness
late into the night.
She ignites me.
She indicts me.
She makes me shed my skin
like a snake.
She charms me.
She raises me up out of myself.
I am the ancient serpent.
I am the dripping venom –
the poison – and you want
some of this.
You can’t help yourself.



Syd Weedon
4/17/2022 = 17 = The Star