aphrodite throws up in the club and shit goes wild

If a body falls
In the        woods
and
  No one
Is around 2 hear
  it
Did it really exist
    Was a body ever
             a body ever
             a patch of
 Un touched grass
With no   sex or scratch
   Upon it
Did it ever have a stomach
      in which things grew
            Or were cultivated
      Gardened
Such as mountainous
Or reddened fruit
  ah
      was it true

   that old siren before the rocks bashed
Her skull in
   combing grey hairs into

  the vomit ocean
      where gods go to bcome nameless

  my god is spilled milk
And fluoxetine & being a bad person

My alter 2 Her is
 a fallen body
    in the woods
        what doesn’t like 2 brush its teeth
             or eat
                 or speak

  She luvs this altar w honey
and headache

We live in harmony