domingo, 23 de fevereiro de 2025

Oh feed that scar

 You've let me slither into this world
were there sentries or guards is it shock?
Did you leave these sacred doors unlocked
Was it I who was truly supposed to breach

Or another creature more destructive
more camoflage over me as tomb
moonlight waking the womb
day break and birth

A serpent infiltrating the farm
hunger is a language aromatic fresh
Deep through veins muscle and flesh
arteries have a job to flow like me

The night covers my tracks
you've let me through
No one forced you into
graceful invitation

Damp from storms
leaping on rooftiles
like giant reptiles
that once existed

Here I stand in the middle
pretending you have a goal or end
I arrived and the gate was open
carelessness milk

flight was sullen yet delicious
gravity left for a moment
love deepened and the distant storms
applauded

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