drink the blood of mangoes whilst reciting the whispers of god
let nauseating sweetness subjugate weak knees
fall barren and let your braids loose and your bangles clink
these scorching hands will come together and these illicit lips will slip lies doused in furious quiverssai baba will judge you
see your chanel lipstick and your haldi stained hands and cast 1000 years of forced fed painthe pantry floor is salty from tears
pools of delirium and destiny soaked in ammama's nightgown
chocked out balls of black milk and rotten peaches
this body reeks of decay