the empire was born in a century of watchers, the watchers vanished shortly after. the empire reigns with the blessing of heaven, heaven glares with cloudless oppression. the empire conquered the last king, the last king reigned with the blessing of heaven, when the skies rained and rivers grew wellsprings. ~~ The watchers wore theirContinue reading “sentry/century”
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how to kill a time lord
When the caricaurs went back to the lake the next dawn, I was so thirsty only the water concerned me. But they were hardly watching, just bringing me along like a pet or something, so when they set me down
a land of sulfur stone
Let go of me an inch, I’ll fall a mile. I want the sky to fling me wide open as a glitched witch’s sleep-bleary soul, pouring like a portal from the demon toll. Let me rumble the rift beneath earth skin, landscape shrub acne, river drool, put me down beneath the untamed wilds, hearts untethered,Continue reading “a land of sulfur stone”
bye a bite/hi a hope
Don’t worry, everyone, the joblin thing is harmless, he’s just confused about who he is since the dracans got him first and convinced him they were the good guys,
if you stare
The caricaurs all looked at me and said no, we definitely tried the lake first and a whole group of dracans fought us, that’s why we went for the town at the crack of dawn
duel of my bleed
In the duel of the creed, may this dance be our seed, if it’s cruel take the deed make a stance, stop the bleed; hold the distance, grow an ash tree take a moonshot, steal the sunbeam, like a fool in the sea under blue silent scream needed rue just to breathe lungs all gluedContinue reading “duel of my bleed”
with the water/moon
In the rains, what do dracans do? They open their mouths and drink
outlast what lasts forever
With lightning from their tails, they set the plant food haze aflame, behind lightning from spiked tails
brought up for war
Runabon grew too, and like her father she found herself a boy and was fine with it and the two of us drifted
Juice
In a bottle, out the tap, I got this juicy goo in my veins. Whole stop. Gummy mummy waxing effigy, midnight the museum move like molasses statue sneak self-robbery or self-delivery. Goal stop. Hold the field’s revolution, take the cake claim the game, drink the juice jugo sluice open gates red punch river feed theContinue reading “Juice”
