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Monday, July 12

Queens of Fire



FIRE GIRLS - An Ode to Valentine
the depth of the black sea we create when we are together
is a fire.



we set
everything on fire.

we start
by lighting the match
with heavy persuasion
and a system of shock heat

we start
romanticizing them wavelengths
and pulsating time
like an explosive heart

bleeding,

pounding,
throbbing for red mercy.

that blood bomb-
we're gonna get it back

we're gonna kick in some teeth
and come around with daggers this time

to slash the eyes,
crack the bones,
and gut the hell
out of our demons.

Hurry, Baby Valentine.
Hurry for me
hurry 'fore our lonesome souls
start cryin' out.

Start gettin' mean.
Start crashin', Baby V,
Flood that heat.

Then we:
dance to the red light
fight to the death
scream all our lungs out
kill kill our insides
bleed from the knife
twist in the darkness
hurt from the guts
shake fast and heavy
kick out a crime
call out for nothing
fight to the death
fight to the death
fight to the death


Fight for the black cadillacs.
I'm your sister in this midnight

We are queens of fire
here in the music
until the seasons of our youth
die and fade to white.

xxxo,
M





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