a whisper into the ear of Death and destruction rains while she tends her garden (the pomegranates are as sweet as ever) chaos bringer, indeed his power in exchange for six months of kisses what more could a girl want?
the red of a matchstick head fingernails painted orange yellow hair streams when you run the green of your dress blue is clear, cloudless skies and purple when the sun finally touches down rainbows wherever you walk but all i see is the grey you leave behind
the stage is set: one lantern, glowing softly and one moth the outcome is inevitable (we pretend it’s not) the moth flies into the light craving the warmth of the sun and dies the audience weeps end scene
can a god bleed? ask zeus poseidon hades ask them what hurts them what makes them human (because what is more human than to bleed?) can a god bleed? you ask lightning tsunamis avalanches