Lilith and Kali
Bathed in ribbons of flesh
the skin of light falling over her eyes
organs spilling fanning out over snow
She’s a clean you can’t comprehend
pray you’re never that clean
A bird you found in the woods once
feathers spread flush with the ground
sulphur blackening the wind
Ribbons of her enemies
trickling down her chin
tracing themselves down to
agnostic hips
She’ll dance to every song
you ever fucked to
and every song returns her to you
whole–Gulls scramble shrill on the river
hungry throughout slate clouds
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