•Archon

in my confusion of stars
i summon constellations
you’re quivering
please don’t

don’t

with a sword in one hand
and a jasmine-scented night in the other
i gather saints for you

•Prediction

did you know how much i...
...
your iron angel might crash
...
i thought i saw every cell of you
i fear to predict
but your eyes have grown mirrors lately
i'm scared to predict

•Drumming

•Incubus

each time i cut myself inside
his womb
i become two: one inside him and one in
my arms
hybrid heads & hearts & hands

inside him, inside him, inside him...

...

this is the nature of incubus

•Argonautica

…
this ship has reached an island
winds compelled it there
this ship has reached an island - a word
winds allured it there

•Love Song

S'agapo x 1,000 = I love you x 1,000

•Invisible Thread