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- "
- the divine is full of monsters;
- incandescent giants who lick their gold teeth,
- whose mouths are full of crumbling cities, who breathe
- death and fire and revelation and madness while
- diamonds crack like splinters of bone between their gums
- their whims are carved in stone, sand, pillars of salt
- their feathers sticky with luminescent blood, their fingers
- thunderous with creation, lightning in their eyes
- that crackles and hisses from every direction of the sky
- 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
- and with a saint’s conviction you will know that nothing feels more like luxury,
- better to be blinded by brilliance than close your eyes to awe-
- for your lips are always being kissed.
- your mouth is champagne roses. you will eat lotuses. your lungs are perfumed and
- your bones will blossom into stars. your blood is wine and you are clothed in light;
- your skin threshed wheatlike until the gold of you shines.
- "
- — natasza stark, “anchorite”
- https://anexpansionlikegold.tumblr.com/
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