Happy Autumn! Only one contributor this month but hey, it happens!
This month’s prompt is:
“the sacrificial altar”
Bear (Host of With Strange Aeons and Whatever With Jason Soto):
This Secespita Cuts Oracles
Prayers come half-answered and I’m left wanting to fall against someone, have all below me razed. Muse unto yourself; I am picking at Lavender-soaked love is: Heavy silk and ocean foam, or a sense of absence, call of larksong. An electric field, a heaven with eyes. When I wake up halfway between meat and libation the brain does not know where the lungs are so I lay out the seventy bones of my hands and wrists. The sacrificial altar holds its breath. I am a willing participant.


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