Eleven (slash) Twelve (pt. 2)


to the bastards in the alley
or the beggars behind the

The station man said there were
dragons flying in with the northerlies,
for to terrorize like every other
imaginary monster, but
they’ll be swallowed too
when Quetzalcoatl comes

A losing streak an infinity long

we will eat our dead when
burning is no longer cost

Even our saints will be caught
with flesh in their mouths

Even our