Ritual for Eremocene, 2022
Księżyc - Buried

Hair is growing on my bonnet
Nails are growing in socks
I’ve got gloves for six fingers
White lace made of wafer
Do not forget
Pay me visits
When you come,
I grow

Who has buried me in a sandpit?
Give him a tic on the face!
Let him fall on the street! or smear himself with crap.
And you, remember to come and cry a bit
It’s tears from the heart that I grow on.

I’m a girl of mandrake,
The worm loves me, does not eat up
The underground sun shines so weddingly
Paints mole stained glass
Come, move the spade and charm me away
You come once again and I’ll stand up.