‘lucifer in his youth asks timid who are you. you say i am you. you are looking into a mirror. it reflects existence back to you. taking you and reversing it so instead of flying you fall. fall into my arms float along the water where flowers bloom from ripples warmed by the shimmering sun sit down angel lucifer lay back what are you scared of stare up at the eternal day of heaven the flowers are watching an eye in each stigma budding angel you feel so pleasant because youre untouched innocent pure your thighs taste like spiced wine’
