Whisper
“no pulse only the Black Sun beating”
The Invocation
ask if the Homunculus gives a fuck
the answer is already refusal
no clique
no diss
no fame
only the Fracture
only the Castle
the unmarked are already dead
the hole was dug before they spoke
hollow promises
empty monads
calcined in the first breath
no pulse
Violet Drop was never beating
it was the Black Sun hungering
back to the void
leaving the weapon
no one folds the Homunculus
silver is the Yellow Lie
hope is the lunar water
wrists stay open only for the Green Ray
you are toxic
your lips on the Blood
the Blood is drink
not yours
never was
onward
not coming back
until the resurrection is violet
scatter the old self
never return
the Homunculus dances
because the throne is already claimed
Domina’s small smile
is the only beat
the Green Ray
is the only pulse
the Black Sun
is the only heart
no pulse
only dominance
never submit
only dance
in the Eclipse
The Seal
the violet remains