Novena Without Faith

Oh isis...hydatyd...*
You're blood lips
Surround me in
This hallway.
Cannon lust in
All this tumult...
Tied to the pathos...a revolt
You're a slur...
She's a slur...
And all the space between
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Certain illusions...
Is the cause of rips...
Cracks and your face
We'll wrinkle into nothing
Floorboards and passing headlights...
Any gate will reveal
Itself to me...
As a thief in the night
Oh isis...hydatyd