True Name
- James Long
- Jun 29, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: Aug 19, 2020
When I wrote this I imagined it entirely as something performed live. The idea of recording that was a bit unsettling so I wrote it out to capture the cadence as best I could.
I thought I knew her name.
Eden. E D E N
Four simple letters said in a single breath.
I though I knew her name.
I didn't.
Her name
was a guttural, primal scream and a sobbing choking cough that went on for an hour.
I know that was her name, her true name, because when she was gone for good it was the name I cried out into the void to bring her back.
It's the name I pulled up from the roots of me
The one I used to bind her here again.
On the cold hard ground with me.
On top here
with me.
I'd heard it said that the way to summon a demon was to call its name, its true name.
Maybe that's true.
I can say it doesn't work on their opposites at all.
In the end it was the last part of her I lost. Uttered once
And gone from the world forever.
A burnt offering.
Just smoke




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