I’m a bad bitch,
stay low to the ground witch,
made of ground stone and bone motherfucker,
bleed snake skin and vermouth.
I was born under
a watching eye:
teeth, moon, armless spiders
are my kin.
See me sizzle against your skin,
erase time from our coordinates,
etch our blood lines together
creating black holes singing bright.
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