I wake with death prophecies clumped like ash in my mouth
in my ears the wails of a goddess pleading I have lost so much
must I lose this too?
Only Fragments
Love Letters to the Tar Pit
I wake with death prophecies clumped like ash in my mouth
in my ears the wails of a goddess pleading I have lost so much
must I lose this too?
Only Fragments 
It would seem your experience of Isis is different from mine. Interesting.