El Camino del Diablo
wants to play with
Dominga Rio again,
ambush her soul into
thinking she's journeying
into the afterlife,
"There's that pale
cadillac hearse - it belongs
to El Camino del Diablo,"
Devil says. "I am Devil,
maker of swear words,
producer of pain, destroyer
of cars, harasser of lesbians.
I will burn out bearings, I will
burn the word lesbian right off
your tongue and cauterize
your vocal cords, puncture tires
and bend axles. I will turn your
ride on El Camino del Diablo
into a Hellish Nightmare. This
is the Hell road of all roads,"
Unidentified graves lie
on each side of the
Devil's Highway,
"F*** you, El Camino del Diablo!"
Devil sends Raven to
call out words of Dominga's
afterlife,
She sees it, a coil of rope,
a Sonoran sidewinder - rattlesnake,
she watches it crawl to the grave and
form a circle with its body at the bottom
of the cross. Dominga sees her grave
for the first time where stones spell out her
name in the Devil's handiwork. "F*** you, Diablo!"
She's about to challenge
Diablo, the horned leathery
bat-winged bastard with
cloven hoofs. Devil wants
a Spanish lesbian to sacrifice,
"I'm not dead yet, Diablo!"
she lights the fuse ready to fire off
the anvil. Devil sees red, reaches
for his pyrite ear plugs, but he's
too late. F***ing Boom!
Dominga kicks the rocks apart,
dismembering her name, watching
the sidewinder die from fright.
The smell of gunpowder wafts
in the air "F*** you, Diablo!"
The clitoris functions
at a peak performance
when a woman feels
explosive with life and strength.

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protection encirles to surround
...symbolic presence of Uroboros (Ouroboros)
to cultivate within oneself existences
sanctity through rebirths believing to cause
this uncaused existence...existing...
Swallowing
Encompassing
Surrounding
the end with the beginning forming unisons...
ending...unending...
birthing, dying, crucifying...remaining...
to become within-whole-to also separate
death is never to be feared
Cosmological Visionaries
the cause of the uncaused...
With No Cause To Love
Love Causes...Always Vickie
You are on fire my dear, what can possibly be next?
Cannot wait,
How have you been, I miss you.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"