bite down,
hold on
to this swirling world
with all your might

once you find your home
never let it out of sight.

in an instant,
god's golden hands
can ***** out
that feeble light.

once you find yourself,
never let them out of sight.

dappled light
falling
like rain
through paper leaves
and lazy rivers
of rushing dreams.

illuminating
the cold, grasping hands
of those below.
we wanted to believe
that they were asleep
but they never were.

you may pick
the wild berries
but be mindful
of the thorns.

wolves live here
and they love
the smell of blood
after dark.

there is not much difference
between lips stained red
with berries
or with blood.

dip them in sugar
in the old wooden bowl
and feast
on summer's warmth

there is not much difference
between the girl in red
and her dark, dark eyes
and the wild wolf.

i bent down
to look at a pink sea shell
and the ocean devoured me whole
with a roar,
and a snap
of crushing blue jaws.
but i only stayed a moment.
she spit me out
because i tasted
like bitter bile
and melancholy
and said
come again some day
when you're happy;
come again some day
to die.

The sun said:
I will vanquish gods for you.
I will conquer stars for you.
I will devour worlds for you.

And the moon replied:
You don't need to do any of that.
All you need to do is survive;
that is enough for me.

these flowers
were not grown with love
I fed them with blood
and now they hang from the ceiling,
glistening red with dew.

the glass is scuffed.
there was a bear here, last night.
she tried to break in
but I shot her,
and she unraveled

into millions of pieces
of colourful silk.
someone created this beast.
someone gave her a name.
and I ended her life.

sleeping
on the bank of a foreign river
under a blanket of snow
you approach me
singing
a folk song
that I taught to myself
for comfort.
you reach out
with your scarred hand
to pull off my cloak
and there are human eyes behind it.
you tell me
I am no longer a monster.
you tell me
everything will work out.