Resurrection spells will hit the market soon
They’re not selling them yet, but they will
They’ve been spying on correspondence like crazy
When nothing else profits, might as well pivot
...
I open my eyes to promptly scold myself
Throughout the day, once and again
I should put down this fucking torch
There is no argument it needs to be...
Cadence that flows like honey
Precision colored delivery
A visage that blooms on tongue
Like biting into a cherry
Vision returns with a foray of light, and
The window opens and your skeleton’s there
It waves hello, and I reach out to touch…
Diluent quarantines
Codependency writhing under beds
Play this game with me
I might as well have begged
Of a far away corner
A world that has yet to hurt me
Dark opalescent pools in periphery
Leaves that fall, stratified acrylic
Easy there little girl
Easy with that cavernous hunger
A few bowls of soup
You think all is solved