snow, blood, shit

better you don’t enter
the unreal forest
better don’t be tempted
with shrieking mavka’s ballads

stop & look around
the boat that carried you here
’tis a moored coffin
‘tween picturesque shores

the winter this year
is temperate
the spirits this winter
are hungry
the bodies cover the trails
the blood covers the bodies
as ai verisimilar
as your best nightmare

better you don’t enter
the unreal forest
better don’t be tempted
with shrieking mavka’s ballads

stop & look around
stop & look around
gaiman is watching you
he’s fucking watching

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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