interactions with loki

he dangles words like baubles

her pretty warbles

slip sweet honey on scar torn lips

but i can see the hint

forest eyes glint

with the promise of a thousand lives of trickery

are they tricking me?

i’ll trust

if i must

i’ll show you yours if you show me mine

what?

see your pretty pain

do you even feel it anymore?

come on, get out your sharpest teeth

let’s see how well you can bite a bastard

no, i don’t wanna be the punch bag for the punchlines

but it gets kinda hard when your home is the front line

they get it so

help me spider-mother unweb myself quick

before i stick

in misery forever

peacocking always heals

be more you than you feel

and learn to use your middle finger kid

i am the chaos

and - say it with me now - fuck off

that’s beauty babe

please

tell me a story about glory

something gory

something daft

just for a laugh

he opens her mouth

and i feel crushes of emotion

crafted ocean

cause there’s parts of this

more real than reality

and most of it more true

and i feel perfect truth inside me welling up

like an overgrown balloon about to burst

my dear, how queer!

he’s here

in the times when i feel the fear

that always hovers over me

kick it in the bloody dick and be done honey

choose a hill to die on

and here’s the catch - live

live til you die of living too much

and watch the world shake with it

live wilde?

that’s the trick

i glitter til their eyes are bloody

and the fox is laughing

i won’t box myself in

i shed that skin

and i dance badly in the kitchen with my god–dess

as we sing

never low-key

always loki