We’ve met under strict light that measured everything we tabled under our skies. Your language a gravity only our friendship wove possibilities. As darkness grows and dreams persist, it’s what we both hold real that makes us so compelling on our shores. As your muse finds you in your deepness know that you’re never alone when her wings takes her to another’s.
Candle's flame
Flared
In deluge
Rain fell
And
Now
She stood
Soaked
Her hood pulled tightly
About her face
As
She sheltered her
Raven beneath
She looked to the clearing sky
To the moon
Now visible
Full and bright
As
They awaited
The solstice
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔
You hollow-eyed parasites,
slithering in borrowed velvet,
clutching my marrow like it was yours—
no spark in your gut, only the ache of empty caves.
I am the beast who dreams in fire and ruin,
who fucks the moonlight raw until it moans my name,
who carves worlds from shadow and blood and howling want.
You? You watch. You wait. You steal the heat from my kill.
Teeth bared in the dark, I smell your theft—
the sour rot of second-hand hunger,
the limp cock of imitation twitching against my throne.
Crawl closer, little ghost.
I will devour what you took,
rip it from your stolen tongue with mine,
leave you naked and trembling in the ashes of my making—
forever barren, forever mine to ruin.
You have no imagination.
Only the echo of my roar between your ribs.
And when I claim it back,
you will finally feel what it means to be truly devoured.
When the days get so busy, you're walking backwards Every moment flees
Leaving no trace
My thoughts like scattered bees have become
No single focus brings me light
I nod and smile, but do l hear?
I make plans with with all confidence
But sometimes it keeps me where I don't belong