ginandjack:

My heart is black
and my body is blue
my lips taste like honey
my chest smells like blood
and my bones sound like a fire

My shrine is verdigris and white
my God is aubergine and brown
the glass smells like wine
the clay smells like burning bay
it’s alive with the sound of a pulse

My altar is the unmade bed
all brown and green and gold
the sheets smell like wolves
and the pillows smell like figs and cloves
you can taste the salts of life
and you can still hear the ritual cry