savior/brat

And what should I do in Illyria? –12th Night

This is my Coronation, 

and this is my kingdom, 

bleeding moons and dying suns 

hot as rose petals in the bathtub, 

and this is my heart; 

BRIGHTBRIGHTBRIGHT—

Love

flowsoutofmelikegorepulplore. This is my chariot; boy, demon, and the dandelion breezes racing down the highway of Ecstasy. This is my road-rage; lethal, succulent, snow-capped cordillera’s in August. This is my rein; looped over the arm, loomed under the belt, laced in shibari as the embers graze Absolution. 

I’ll tell you a secret. This is my country now. I have always lived here because I made it myself. I poured the stained glass from ferns and persimmons. I built the monasteries out of old hair and leather. I churned the oceans into margaritas. I was god and I was the devil. I bottled Good and sold it as Evil. My father was Torture and my Mother was Bliss—I sprung forth from a foam-latticed trellis

and blossomed.  

Here, hold your lips 

to my wrist,

it will help you understand how

I love my men like I love my women like I love the rest of ‘em. 

Everyone who despises me, I kiss them full on the lips. My body is a cer 

emony tificate tainty no one shall ever 

take from me again. 

Everyone who despises me, I write them letters starting with I hope everyone in your life appreciates all the hard work you do, and how much you sacrifice to be seen as Noble…. I tell them they’re all going to heaven because heaven is just a VIP lounge that you can pay to get in after 11P.M.

Everyone who despises me, skips leg day at the Orgy. Forgets to fish out their crocodile tears at the seminar on marginalization. Shines their candlesticks before ever lighting a single one for positive energy. Wears 14K hoops to the grocery store haul while talking about food waste. 

But I’ll tell you a secret. I’ll tell you what you’re dying to know—how do you do it, was it real all along? How do you get the copper-green back to gold? Here, take it on your tongue and be my friend; press your soft, wet mouth to where it hurts and find that spot has always been untarnished.