Questionable,

Absolutely,


The way you've peeled yourself away,

Panicking wasps, I pull, for you I peel them from sap at the forest's expense,


Questionable,

Afraid so,


You cannot set everything on fire, father.


Questionable,

He tells me,


Bellied gospels, look now to your empress who weeps over the corpse of her former lover,


Soon she will hum the same sadness,

Questionable,


Afraid so,



© cankered cupid