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Alas the bone mother does doth return.   We’ve missed this place.

The subject matter is dark, but then agan so am I.  Feedback always appreciated.

Enjoy ❤ B.


To the Pain 09/30/2019

“To the pain” she would whisper as she caressed my body roughly,

As the lash came down upon my flesh over and over,

Like the beat of a drum,

I would whimper,

I would cry,

Because the agony was too much,



In the beginning I was afraid,

As I knelt in front of her,



completely helpless,

“To the pain” she would she would always whisper,

As her whip would strike the edge of my spine,

Her assault relentless,

My body caving,

Betraying me,

My sex organs swelling with need,

A need for what she provided,

The cruelty,

Her cruelty,

I fell in love with it,

An addiction which I seek no cure for,

“To the pain” she would whisper,

In a whisper matching hers 

“Always” became the  response.


©2019 T.B.  Morte aka “Tragedienne Belleen Morte” 





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The five stages of grief  are the following:denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance are a part of the framework that makes up our learning to live with the one we lost.

You know this is easier said than done.  When someone was your everything, and in the end the feeling was not mutual. You weren’t worth fighting for. Despite giving your best best effort. How does one even process this? Its emotionally shattering and destroying. We lost the better part of ourselves, the part that made us shine, and its gone. How do you cope?  The question “Where do you go from here?” becomes a repeated almost annoying mantra.

The phase of anger still lingers we took some steps back. We’re still in the phase of anger and all that  encompasses with it.  The hurt, the betrayal, the self loathing, the blame, the shame, the failure,and the loss.  We lost something that meant the world to us. And we shall grieve for a very long time and thats really the gist of it.  This piece is told by the point of view of “Bobbie Jane”  as you know for the more grittier pieces “Bobbie Jane” usually  tells the story.


Enjoy the follow selection ❤



O’DOLLY DEAR 03/27/2019

Look at that doll called Tragedy,

See those tears?

Boo fucking hoo..

Fell in love,

and now look,

Pretty little doll falling apart in front of everyone,

what a disgrace,

what a mess,

The destruction you’ve caused,

QQ you whore,

Thought you were finally one of the worthy?

Who’d love a little monster like you?’

Except those like you .

Wipe the tears away silly doll,

Embrace the harsh reality,

If they did not love your beauty,

What makes you think they’ll 

love your beast ?

Because that’s really what you are.

©2019 T.B. Morte writing as “Bobbie Jane Claibourne”








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The five stages of grief are :denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance.  We have reached the stage of “Anger”, its emotionally encompassing and most painful.   And we are not sure how long we will linger here. Enjoy the selection ❤




Dying Bloom  02/17/2019

My heart was a field of dark beauty,

And you made it flourish,

With happiness it was in bloom,

The euphoria seemed eternal,

The state of bliss unending,

A beautiful dream,

Yet you reminded,

Nothing lasts forever,

My heart was a field of dark beauty,

Now entangled with the weeds of sorrow,

When you removed the veil,

You invited in the sadness,

You resurrected the tragedy,

How does it feel?

To have destroyed a heart filled with such beauty?

My heart  was once a field of dark beauty,

now only barren ground.


© 2019 T.B. Morte









Love Kills..

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New writing rejoice.  Unrequited love can be a bitch.


Miss. B


Love Kills 10/11/2019

I cannot force you to love me,

I cannot push,

I cannot demand,

Either I am worth your love,

Or I am simply not,

In Black and white,

Its plain to see,

That I am not adored by thee,

And so you have made it easy,

To cut the ties that bind,

You made it simple,

To take that gleaming knife,

Across your throat,

You made it hassle free,

not to throw myself,

across your lifeless corpse,

Why should I mourn?

When you loved me not?

Forgive me love,

For taking your life,

But I had to do this you see,

I had to kill you,

before you killed me.

©2018 T.B.Morte

Sick is the one who Adored Me…

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New writing.  I know its been a while. This may become subject to re-writes.  I’m realizing sometimes, I have a tendency to write pieces when I have no other avenue to express something.  Which is okay, its getting channeled somewhere right?

Spooky Regards,

Bone Mother Belleen


Sick is the one who Adored Me 05/14/2018

Sick is the one who adored me,

when the aesthetic fit.

And when the sleeve fit,

I was adored,

I was loved,

I was simply owned.


Sick is the one who treasured me,

When it was appropriate,

When I was deemed worthy,

When the punishment fit the crime,


Sick was the one who adored me,

Sick was the one who loved me,

Sick was the one who broke me,

Sick was the one who forsaked me,


Sick was the one who adored me,

when the aesthetic fit,

When I no longer fit,

he chose to adore her.


©2018 T.B. Morte 



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Greetings!  These are my latest mixcloud uploads.  A variety of styles and genres.  I hope you enjoy them and if you do feel free to reshare! (Please click on the highlighted blue wording!)

Spooky Regards,

Bone Mother Belleen







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Its here!   It survived lol. This is my latest mixcloud set. Performed both at CLUB ZERO &Edgar’s Nameless Stage. It got refined because I really wanted to convey a “Cerebrally Dark but Stompy”mindtrip. I leave this one up to every listener’s own interpretation lol. This stompy set has some goodies from Artists such as:Dead When I Found Her, Acylum, Velvet Acid Christ, Caustic, 3TEETH, Tactical Sekt, Pretty Addicted, Santa Hates You, Amelia Arsenic, Synapsyche,Rabbit Junk, and many more! If ya dig it feel free to reshare it,otherwise enjoy 





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More new writing! Many cauldrons boiling.  Feedback welcomed.




Lust-Bound  03/19/2018

The vassals of lust,

holds my heart its hostage,

My knees made weak,

By the sounds of his voice,

My body reacts,

To the tones of his moans,

As much as I refuse,

this lust cannot be slaked,

Therefore I am doomed,

I am now passions prisoner,

Subject to an unknown fate,

Meanwhile I regale in the beauty,

the beauty of his violence.


©2018 T.B. Morte 



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New writing.  New direction for me.  Feedback welcomed.


Spooky Regards,

Bone Mother Belle


ENDLESS 03/18/2018

If you were to ask me,

how I felt about thee,

I could not give one answer,

But I would give many,

My feelings for you are bottomless,

it depths like oceans,

My passion for you,

scorches the dry earth in flames,

A bountiful cornucopia of emotions,

All about you,

At the edges of the world,

I will wait to catch you,

When your soul is torn asunder,

I will love thee,

When you fall to your knees,

by the burdens you carry,

I will love thee,

When you take your last breath,

upon my kiss,

I will love thee,

So you will know in the end,

even in death I loved thee.

© 2018 T.B. Morte 



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Greetings! This set was performed at Club Zero for “Happy Hour” Thursdays, I co-anchored the contest “For Best In Purple” and decided since the day before was” International Women’s Day” did a entire set of Industrial/EBM/Synth’s “Best Female Artists”. I enjoyed the theme so much I expanded with an additional hour and performed it also at Club Suspiria. With a bit of tweaking and refining in the laboratory of “Spooky Central” this is the final product. This feminine tale is told by the following Artists such as: Bitch Brigade, Ayria, Junksista, Amelia Arsenic, Psy’aviah, Kidney Thieves, Ego Likeness, Nyxx, Mechanical Moth, Unter Null, Angelspit, and many more! Please also see track list listed below. Otherwise enjoy ❤