flames lick the fingers that i stick in honey buckets sitting on-top cherry tree splinters fallen at the hands of mythic creatures we distort through history, a placebo swallowed, no side affects

demons compelled to dance in the dark children’s screams fuck the sounds of our hearts beating for the last time, while biting ears ringing with humiliations birth, rattling through thighs, dripping with surprise as you look down to find nothing