melodysnow

i’m drowning on the pavement and all the voices are repeating over and over and over again words i can’t make out i wanted to be something beautiful but my cells can only perform mechanical operations no stars supernovas oceans exist in me and the moon is like a hard knot in the sky bleeding ichor on his other side the sun flashes hot cancerous light blinding and i am blind nonexistent in the daylight invisible refracting the world around me repeating over and over and over again hard drum beats and tangled roots that reach out rhythmic dying in the cold winter sun god             oh god, i wanted to believe in something

the grooves of her old skin are filled with the forgotten languages of a thousand lost peoples, abandoned by gods trapped in their infancy. she carries the weight of these memories downstream and carves their stories into the sides of cliffs; but we have forgotten how to read her words— braille-spells and earthen-magick —her belly is full and sick, and we are illiterate children basking in the afterthought of our own ruin.