(i need to sleep)
oh sol! why have you taken away the touch of neptune? the parasite feeds off of gold and spreads a plague. your rays are brittle - like an 80th brain. i wrap marigold on your head and hope that it'll revive your heart, but the marigold is targeted and now she has the cold.
(the dreams are my medication)
su bebé has been seized by neptune! the moon is weeping (that crybaby bitch) and the planets (ungrateful children) write out a ten page essay about their end. oh sol! you still had a way to go. you have only become a star. your death was supposed to be a celebratory event. there was supposed to be a parade and laughter and cookouts and you were supposed to be a cosmic firework. it was supposed to be bright, but now it'll be void.
(my love, i need to go)
oh, mi corazon! por favor despierta! i promise you that i will throw away church! i will throw away the man upstairs! i will rebuke the man in red! i will give you the throne! i will wrap you in marigold! i will wrap you in clouds or in satin or in silver or in gold! i will make a boat out of my bones and i will make a car out of my lungs and we can travel baby! we can leave and go back to '89! i will abandon my daughters and sons! i will let them orbit on their own! mi amor, te lo prometo! i can do it all! despierta! wake the fuck up! awaken my fucking love! ich liebe dich meine sonne! ich habe eine ganze lotta liebe für dich!
