the moon and the stars for you | Art by Albin Brunovsky

Leave me here to melt under the weight of your world.Albin Bulovsky

My hate will drip from mountains, my love from serpent’s skin,

All the while you’ll think about which heaven to lounge in.

 

The stars up there will trip into its death parallel,

Knowing that on earth is just the same as devils hell

 

So too you fall because you always chase the things you envy,

Don’t forget to take the silver flowers you once sent me

 

Down and down you’ll fall into the thickest clot in hell,

Up and up your dick will rise to serve the devil’s appetite, motherfucker.

 

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