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through the night

they are eating the flesh of sirens

in this world, all ghosts are women

i give birth to a caveful of bats

i can see the planet neptune clearly with my own two eyes

this is the language written in wisps of smoke

the sky is filled entirely with ghosts

i cannot burn this city without you

the blood is too pale for my body

i’ve forgotten what hunger feels like

what was the first name for this plague?

the terrible world where there is no madness

the unicorn has been pierced with these arrows and must carry them forever

venus replaces the sun

we anoint a dozen queens to reign over the moon and war with one another through the night

the jackals gnaw the rib bones of isis all through the night

we’re making it, we’re making it through the night again through the night
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