"Attend.There is a banquet in the inner room:
Shall we remove the plate?

Varin.    Leave it alone:
Wine in the cups, the spicy meats uncovered,
And the round lamps each with a star of flame
Upon their brink; let winds begot on roses,
And grey with incense, rustle through the silk
And velvet curtains: then set all the windows,
The doors and gates, wide open; let the wolves,
Foxes, and owls, and snakes, come in and feast;
Let the bats nestle in the golden bowls,
The shaggy brutes stretch on the velvet couches,
The serpent twine him o'er and o'er the harp's
Delicate chords:--to Night, and all its devils,
We do abandon this accursed house."

--Th* S*cond Broth*r



Still at it.


3.

tomorrow call this a fall · dark and guard autumn sky spirit
mossy sounds all that's not lost · and i could almost cry radint
in smoking ruins my words rail · against you liars