Entwined in the blood it's life ended with conception rhapsodies of fetus in my palms plague my dreams its trigger nooses by veins ruptured from my very own dirty hands. I learn to kiss it but no choke on it's anguish even as the genesis is shafted. I vision who might have become it etch virginal tattoos inside my head across my sanity the vision are vile I seek rectification as I carve a cavity in you the deceptive matriarch & climb within to experience what it must be like?? To be bare with a heart.

From benighted shores said dark & dreams dusty & dire people by spirit from another haunt shadow spinning serpents shield the black citadel where reigns the another of our capitalistic phantasms weaving terrors into nightmares & inflecting us with us.