book of autumn thirst: was anyone imagining that
[book of autumn thirst]
was anyone imagining that
empty skin still rumpled on wind 1
till the skill breathes mint. 2
hunger of fallen angels; 3
the demons were good looking 4
not greasy like flesh 5
or rewarmed eggs 6
but clean, sweet smelling and convincing, 7
saying, “look, i know what you’ve heard 8
but there were some pretty 9
strong extenuating circumstances up there 10
when it all went down.” 11
dressed like men, not like creatures 12
living in the pit of archetypology. 13
you were innocent, 14
you told your reflections passing 15
on the polite city streets 16
but at night you wore a conjurer’s hat; 17
to trade blood for god seemed easier. 18
now it’s all done, aladdin, you’re addicted 19
and it was the only possible outcome really, 20
now was anyone imagining that? 21
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