Ariel

Live somewhere in between of what
I’ve meant to be
Pick the bones clean of angelican teen meat
Carnivaluate the short and tolerate the weak
Stuck 6 feet sheep yr older than you look
Cracked eyes black as soot
Ariel Ariella Isadore is a door
Isador able to close the sky and holes
In your eyes when you rise when you feel the

Velvet skies you rise
Manifestering stations ailing incarnations
A test of the broadcast emergency at last
Ariel Ariella Isadore is a door
Isador able to close the sky and holes
In your eyes when you rise when you feel the
Velvet skies you rise
Till you rise I fill you skies
Till you rise I field yr skies