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The flaming copper coin burns green.
I drop it into the iron bowl, surrounded by other alchemical apparatus on my table. The hex blossom melts into the green flames. The mixture transmutes from smouldering solids into a black liquid.
Poison to kill my faithless whore.
The liquid swirls around. I check the temperature with my finger. Perfect.
The fumes make me cough. I cover my mouth. My lips burn.
I draw my hand away to see a black smear.
Drool from my mouth falls t… Continue

First there were roses: red, tuxedo: black and eyes: blue.

Then there were no roses. The tuxedo was sold. His eyes grew cold.

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There is a lack of goodness
How can I believe or trust?
Memories swirl like cyclones
My insides gone to rust
My fields are overturned
The soil beneath them
Thick with poison
Nothing I plant
Will grow

Survivor.

In what way
Do I, survive?
My corpse breathes, grins, moves
My soul is rotten
I’ve been forgotten
Left. Abandoned. Disused.
Dead Child
Why do you pretend
That you are alive?
The wind knows, the trampoline… Continue

I hover above the lake and feel my veins burning. I am a firefly chosen by madness to flit and flicker over the lake. My mind is mindless. I am a creature of nothing but impulses, flashes that lead me into various directions. I glimmer. I know nothing, nothing at all.

Below me is cool and tranquil. Dusk is encompassing me. There are no mosquitos here, although it is summer. There is only me. I alone remember the golden sun, the way it burned everything down, evaporating, drying out my f… Continue

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Foxykin. Dark I am. My eyes are moss. Green secrets.


Red
I am, flushed and blushed. Body is bared, covered with skin. Feral thoughts burn in me. My smile is made of teeth. Sharp. I can cut you. I can bleed you dry. Your entrails will be my playtoys. I will delight in your death.



The ravens will come when I call them, the beasts belong to me. I claim all that is living. All that touches these ferns. That breathes this violent air.


Blood
happens here.


Sacre… Continue