The writings of Hunter Coch

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The Invocation

Riding midnight tides

In the red lights of the night

Observing dark rights,

Under the midnight crescent

She dances with the witches,

To blood pumping beats

And the rhythm of sweet dreams,

Invoking spirits

Invite intoxication,

To raise the goddess of lust,

Riding midnight tides

With the dark dance of desire,

Invoking gnosis,

What does the summoning call?

Her deep desires fulfilled.

-Hunter Coch

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Whose Hand

”Whose hand?” in the dark,

”Whose hand?” with a simple touch,

”Whose hand?” gives pleasure.

Whose hand explores in the night?

Mystery brings excitement.

-Hunter Coch


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Stranger Love

She moaned in the ear

Of a beloved stranger,

Bodies pressed in lust.

Goddess in the dark,

She raged at penetration,

Uncontrollably.

And in the heat of

An early morning affair

The white light ignites.

She is goddess between sheets.

She is desires monarch.

-Hunter Coch


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The Woman

The woman, she moves;

Dancing to oblivion

Into the lost nights.

The dance is enlightenment,

Unintentional gnosis.

The woman, she moves;

A ritual dance between

Darkness, light, and life,

Ritual and death, motion,

Inebriated gnosis.

The woman, she moves;

Primal movement, a dark trance,

Writhing ecstasy.

Movement into living death.

Dancing into the gnosis.

The woman, she moves; rapture.

The woman, she moves . . . Gnosis.


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Life in the Alley

Within silent streets
And deserted dark allies,
Lies the empty hearts
Of the degenerate streets
Seeking consumption of life.

-Hunter Coch

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White Light

A heart falls apart,
Shattered on the southern sun.

The light ends at night,
To be born again, white light.

But yet the stars never end.

-Hunter Coch

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Claws of Water

Icy wretched pain
Radiating from within,
Why does it persists?

With the glow of agony
Claws of water tear the eyes.

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I See

I see a woman
Desperate to keep faith to an
Absent man of war.

I see a lone man
Rejected by a woman
Long lost long ago.

I see a couple
Sitting in a dark corner
Lost in lust and love.

I see the drunkards
Desperate for life
To take them away.

-Hunter Coch

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Creative Chaos

Darkness in the heart
Of matter’s dancing dream-scape.
Infinity falls,
To the beat of disaster.

Creativity rages.


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Premonition

She looked within me
From across the crowded room,
Eyes of lust and steele.
And it was in that moment
I knew what the night would bring.

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