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when the stars aligned the mad god emerged wrong beautiful and unmistakably queer

conductors speak the language of stars large and luminous eyes blink out signals and messages into the void only to be received and deciphered on the side of the darkness they literally speak morse and if you have no more questions all aboard: blink blink

rumours of a queer beast in the old quarter one who traps victims between stone cold pillars and recites a eulogy before ripping them in half mind the midnight streets and please stay safe

there are the other doors that bless you with anonymity while some loudly proclaim your iminent arrival along with your deepest darkest secrets gaping maws that trap you within the confines of claustrophobic walls and steal your sanity bit by bit

i might take no offense and still decide to wear your pretty face to the masquerade

rehearsals of the flesh continue until the night learns humility

a raindrop each pilgrims bring from all over to be catalogued in the consecrated vaults

children of the night take stock of unsummoned moons in an underground bunker

mends your shadow for a copper coin if you will let her the alley witch crouched at a forgotten doorway

feelings that spanned from dusk till dawn before the scales shed and the heart embraced cold iron