the feywild system
my sea-breeze braid
blows across my face.
there’s a spell stitched
in my skin.
an unholy sound
falls out of me
and my head is
filled with sin.
a song plays backwards
i yearn to hear
so i forget
the body that i’m in.
the treetop circus
packs up to leave
and the song just
starts again.
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I relate to this on different levels. My head is also filled with sin…
feels good to be in good company, then.
i just posted another one about sin if you’re interested. ?