hush ancient purr i swore off obsidian thoughts and lay awake on broken glass i bled out more than once i drew the poison out the scavenger feeds in hum of low sea cast-off exuviae in fragility i kept my head down and bit my tongue until i tasted love rare form at the casement, for which i burn (rare form) perfect psychosis (for which i burn) noiselessly whirrs (the perfect psychosis) then hear the reflections (hear the reflections) the words they demean (then come destroyer then come destroyer) then come the destroyer (we’ll fight with claws and teeth) then we’ll fight with our claws & teeth