Status Updates From Sleepwalkers (Garden of Fie...

…dark eyes full of entombed places, hidden septs where I ought not go.
He spits—
Exquisite cobra, sharp fanged and envenomed with his hate for me.
He strikes—
My pet, my lap spaniel gone rabid, that oft-caressed thing whose teeth I had forgotten.
But why should I flee?
Why shouldn’t I
—like Cleopatra with her asp—
bring all his poison to my lips, and drink dry
all the living anger in his heart?

“Bonifacio the beast. You are no learnèd arbiter to condemn me thus, you who have infected the mighty slake with your loneliness and bad poetry.”
(Gotta love cursed powerful beings taking time out to insult one another’s poems, I love how petty everyone is)

Their relationship is REALLY fucked up.

It echoed, too, my sarcasm. My temper spiked.
Hunt me, fair enough, but mock me, too?
“Superb,” I said acidly. “What, and your verses are so artful? ‘Dust walker, sleep talker.’ Rivetingly fresh rhyme scheme. You and Dr. Seuss should plan a collaboration…
Why the interest in verse? …I’m not sure they grant Pulitzers to amorphous black slimes.”
(Bonifacio continues to be a bitch to a monster love it)

My dream of Bonifacio was not self indulgent; it was painful, and to resist it would have been greater pain.
If I did not go to him, I thought that my brain would burst from all the suppressed want that had dogged me so miserably in the dark of the tunnel, that my nose would bleed, that my very organs could rupture upon this fire.
I was no more capable of restraint than I was of winged flight.

KEENK DISCORD BUDDY READ!

Damn, villain. Why so scary? 😰

“A man of impulse turned to a creature of even greater impulse, I disliked mixed feelings. A clear course of action was best, even if that action was abominable sin.”
Bonifacio is honest, I’ll give him that.

“That man you patronize is no artist,” he said immediately, flashing his sharp canines in a disgusted flare of his upper lip. “Do you even look at reviews? Two star. Three star. There are more entertaining ways to waste money, you know.”
Some very petty, very human part of me was delighted by the admission
(LMAO Bonifacio is such a petty bitch looking up book reviews for the guy his ex is dating I love it)

Whyyyy did I start this on the commute lol now all I want to do is read it instead of work

first half this book: oh my god how are they gonna survive these monsters??
second half of the book: oh my god are they going to adopt some of them?!?

Really beautifully written, I’m excited to get further in tomorrow when my brain has rested 😅

this is the most beautiful writing i've seen from daniel may so far! wow... the prose and how poetic it all is! +++ the predation imagery is A+

Spooky cave shit 😱