Pure Creatures Burn to Bind Us and Drain Us Into Love and Tranquilizing Beauty
Confusion binds us to a beautiful stronghold
Tranquilizing and draining us into phantom pain
And entropic pleasure
Trembling sonnets, whirling sinews
Applauds beckon
Silhouettes converge to live in my head
Delighting in unusual desire
And moving rapidly to fall like trees into lethal rivers
Empathic and awkward ravens flee
My executioner howls through melting teeth
It's blessed ghoulish engine
Solitary bringer of atrocity, missing oceans of time
Pure creatures at dawn
Burning snow by the mountainside
They understand the flame and they love life
Autor(es): Anne-Eris
