O red empress of the streetlight
O poet of the hungry bayonet
O obsidian mirror
O virgin candle-eater
O gardener of the blueflag ditch
O forgemaster in the lost oasis
O sword of the witchwater
O needle of reason
O sacred sex jasmine
O fire of broken judgement
O brethren of the stormed castle
O accidental noble
O root of the conqueror
O mother of the yellow ocean
I am unashamed
tell the world of our reversal
show me the path of misfortune
pray for my prayers
shovel us a foundation
strike & strike again
be light as down in my hand
may your stitches be tight & true
kiss me beneath your garlands
face me yourself you coward
teach how we are stricken
I will reveal your rusted apertures
the land won’t forget what you gave
savor the untouchable stars with me
