Hardly saying words
Your tongue must be lost in sand
I will find water
You refuse to drink my gift
Tonight, I will watch you drown
There’s ink in the sun
It burns as a blinding black
My arrow will pierce
Let ink sink into oceans
Now our veins will turn color
In the hollow hill
There’s a pair of golden eyes
They never come out
If you need to know the truth
Make the gold see in silver
Caught in cement
The king keeps his eyes open
Soon he’ll be bone
Then I will wear his antlers
And roam the forest as king
He eats just one wolf
With the beast’s teeth he slices
The red meat stains deep
His eyes are slightly blinded
Soon he will have no god
The boys who eat pig
They can’t tell whether it’s dead
It makes a slight sound
Face cut with shadows
He steps on frozen rivers
Hidden currents speak his father’s name
Watch me vomit rocks
Give all your silver rope
Tie a noose
Loop it around my ankle
Look how my eyes plummet down
Lost in wood grain
Your tongue spits splinters
Don’t speak of trees
Or you’ll crush them all
Paint an eye on my palm
I will lick it off
Now words have sight
There’s a girl who spins in stripes
She wants to dance with no name
But she’s a girl who spins in stripes
Vultures eat my king
Cut apart by rotting hands
I wish I could sing
Take him to deserts
Let him devour only sand
His insides will move slowly
Listening to every grain join
Wait for no sound
Wanting to dance
You don’t know this is a cemetery
Belief in black birds will only blind
Cry to the man who is a crow
These graves are his church
With the candle’s only fire
You burnt a path from my river
Better not quench the flame
I will flood your steps
I speak to my wolf
His lips dipped in silver paint
He has a story of how his teeth were covered
In our king’s eternal blood
My king walks with four legs
It is so his antlers won’t fall
Until I eat to his marrow
When you taste liquid as air
This will be that day
Make sure you eat properly
You’ll be bloated
When you inhale water