t e r r i b l e, w i l d, l a w l e s s

Here is what they do not tell you about Death: when Death says ‚You are born for this’ , she clearly means ‘You will die for this’.

“The divine emptiness, fuller than fullness, has come to inhabit us.”

“Timeless, and loveless, this light touches me. I won’t need anything else.”

* rest prompts

You think I’ll be the dark sky so you can be the star? I’ll swallow you whole.

“So you invent someone smart enough to destroy your enemies, you invent them so smart you’ve got a new enemy.”

We know God is dead, they’ve told us, but listening to you I wasn’t so sure.

“[…] it’s hard not to always want something else, not just to let the savage grass grow.”

When I am alone, I feel penitent, my heart damp like cold metal.

Your twisting is done—you have the last thread of my heart. I wonder: when the thread grows slack, will you feel it?

“I have never been allowed to be holy, / I have never been forgiven for wanting.”

i sent you away & installed a wound in your place    invented some blood for the story