Thanks to Your Binding Spell
Dan Hoy

I spend lunch w/ the chemos and wake up

dreaming of me excreting my feelings

all over your chest. I hate Cleveland

but this is the world so I might as well

lay my faces on the table. Next time

leave me and the Tetragrammaton out of it.

O resplendent Angel Gabriel, I’m sure it was

technically the opposite of black magick

but come on. Like my most sensitive areas

you’re like my extremities, but worse.