The House of the Setting Sun

better off dead, 1985

i. warrior girl / athena reborn / got her: / light eyes / aegis 'round my shoulders / tongue like a smoking gun / armour-soft heart / heels trail-blazing on the ground / gun-cocked jaw / out come my clarion battle cries / 

         you like our bright-eyes / the greek's thought them satanic / chauvinism's ante christum born / so kiss me, kill me / i am troy undone beneath your war-like lips / disarm me, tongue ready to shoot / until i'm too far in my head to remember war exists /

ii. worrier girl / once a warrior / where has she gone? / i scraped the seven-depths of my skin to find her, athena / cleaved my skull and out she came / raw force of war / chest like the broad sky / going to find the setting sun / don't leave me, please / without her i'll never make it out alive /

             i tell you i'm always there for you / but how will i be there for myself? / how will i survive this?

– nobody told me
there'd be days like this

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for you, reading this. i love you.