and so we are dreams darkening the skin of walls. The underworld in Ancient Egypt got me pregnant and unwed what a petty way to get my attention. What a lie and then. They call it the boat the carries the sun I’m staring at a photo of their version of hell or daybreak and at another photo of the hold of a slaveship when it occurs to me that they are the same place that maybe we’re the glorying pawns in a thousands of years long ritual to get off that one boat sun slaves worshipers there is no other ruler or under to adore the spun up noose knot didn’t wanna use the n word but in looting the underworld for diagrams of tomorrow if you don’t go crazy you might no go
