they are eating the flesh of sirens
in this world, all ghosts are women
i give birth to a caveful of bats
i can see the planet neptune clearly with my own two eyes
this is the language written in wisps of smoke
the sky is filled entirely with ghosts
i cannot burn this city without you
the blood is too pale for my body
i’ve forgotten what hunger feels like
what was the first name for this plague?
the terrible world where there is no madness
the unicorn has been pierced with these arrows and must carry them forever
venus replaces the sun
we anoint a dozen queens to reign over the moon and war with one another through the night
the jackals gnaw the rib bones of isis all through the night
we’re making it, we’re making it through the night again through the night
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 6:54 PM UTC
they are eating the flesh of sirens
in this world, all ghosts are women
i give birth to a caveful of bats
i can see the planet neptune clearly with my own two eyes
this is the language written in wisps of smoke
the sky is filled entirely with ghosts
i cannot burn this city without you
the blood is too pale for my body
i’ve forgotten what hunger feels like
what was the first name for this plague?
the terrible world where there is no madness
the unicorn has been pierced with these arrows and must carry them forever
venus replaces the sun
we anoint a dozen queens to reign over the moon and war with one another through the night
the jackals gnaw the rib bones of isis all through the night
we’re making it, we’re making it through the night again through the night
