Sucking Angels
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Sucking Angels
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Sucking Angels, I call on you to suck on my fingers and toes
the tip of my tailbone, the tip of my nose.
draw dark substances from inside of face, lips,
channels, the petals and mouth of the lotus
vacuum the Persian rug at my back and under my feet.
suction me out, clean and holy, original goodness, unsullied
the pressing and drawing out, drawing through, are exquisite,
exchange of oxygen, electrons, hummingbird wings,
thick trunk and earthy pelt of the Medicine bear
Angels of purification, my intimate places, remembering the mandala
ripe and fertile, in readiness for liquid light and seed, hold me close
Yeshua the Master said, You are loved, even that shadowy self
who still practices arrogant separation and has not yet opened the door to our Father-Mother's hearth and the nourishment found therein