Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 110 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Magick - Poem by Aram Stefanian

Late last night Angela woke up at 2a.m. to find
The beams of light flying through the air outside
She remembered her weird dream of animal eyes
How she was being watched and was force to rise
Then she heard a voice in her head and wanted to ask
If she was chosen for a mission of important task
'' I'm one of the watchers, a son of heaven,
I came to choose for myself a wife from the daughters of men, ''
The voice subsided, and she stayed paralyzed in bed
Feeling unexplainable fear, she preferred to play dead
She was awoken in another place, on a plain of mystical rings
And was terrified to see that she acquired a pair of wings
She still didn't know that she turned into a succubus
To transmit channeled telephathic messages from ETs


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 13, 2005


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