Just your typical teen
the divine is full of monsters;
incandescent giants who lick their gold teeth,
their whims are carved in stone, sand, pillars of salt
the divine is not static and humane; the divine does not play nice.
they will eat everything you are.
they will leave you reformed in a roar of light, peel away layers of you like birth
for your lips are always being kissed.
your mouth is champagne roses. you will eat lotuses. your lungs are perfumed and
your skin threshed wheatlike until the gold of you shines.
The saddest word
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