brunnmigi — vin
Dec 5, 2023 2:28:14 GMT -5
Post by fox on Dec 5, 2023 2:28:14 GMT -5
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i remember, my mother said there is iron in the ears of birds, so when the blood of the great serpent was imbibed eras ago, i could hear them speak. generations of vǫlur. my mother said it could not end with me.
i cut one open, but could not find it. all that feather and flesh in my hands. all iron anyway.
in the heat, my head hurts. rinsed in pain, i am filled with churning sickness.
the reeds wept in the bog, still soft in their cries. in the dying afternoon, my fox parts through their hazy bodies. he shimmers with the flame of his hair, dragging smoke through the motions.
i'm not asleep yet. my head rests in my hands, leaned against the wall.
a low hum from his chest.
go away.
little prophet,
in the day, his voice is smaller. less like a fire consuming. he speaks. the sound of embers breaking.
the room goes dark. we are on the road again.
leave me.
my fingers touch the walls, stained red. there are nine floors between us, and it is not enough. leave me.
i remember, my mother said there is iron in the ears of birds, so when the blood of the great serpent was imbibed eras ago, i could hear them speak. generations of vǫlur. my mother said it could not end with me.
i cut one open, but could not find it. all that feather and flesh in my hands. all iron anyway.
in the heat, my head hurts. rinsed in pain, i am filled with churning sickness.
the reeds wept in the bog, still soft in their cries. in the dying afternoon, my fox parts through their hazy bodies. he shimmers with the flame of his hair, dragging smoke through the motions.
i'm not asleep yet. my head rests in my hands, leaned against the wall.
a low hum from his chest.
go away.
little prophet,
in the day, his voice is smaller. less like a fire consuming. he speaks. the sound of embers breaking.
the room goes dark. we are on the road again.
leave me.
my fingers touch the walls, stained red. there are nine floors between us, and it is not enough. leave me.
vin scavenges Holo-Lesson Archives
picks up Justice holo-lesson with nuclear winter H8ERADE
