The splintered exorcism of this succubus, Once the deepest lover Has synchronized itself, only to Fuck us over And its grown to know I’m coded for you to be callous Stretched out in loneliness in your ice palace I’m maddened by the discipline With which I still worship your being And everyone wonders at once, What in god’s name is she seeing Maybe I’m just haunted by the buckling fear I’ll never again find this feeling Copyright ©️ Kimberly Virga 2026

At this blue hour, The famished earth reclaims me For your lanterns and legends For your spooling fern, the fastidious burn Me, alley cat, desperate for even a mention I’m still stored in your ligatures, I’m still poured into your crypt, I’m still remembering your smile lines as scripture I’m still obsessively measuring the conflict And I say, casually, I want out of your narrative Yet allow myself to remain Captive by the sweet orb of the endless sad I hold it as a monument, Cellularly, it is my circling desire to be your prey- The longing is imperative. Copyright ©️ Kimberly Virga 2026

The hourglass has begun her descent, The crows have lined up for your regrets And I’m maxed out on you, owing me nothing but rent And I’m so exhausted by your constant edits Of my character, The way you finger every flaw As though my difficulty was all you ever saw I hope every time you hear Taylor you think of me And I hope every time you are sat at a diner It’s Belgian waffles, and black coffee that’s all You can see Try to bear a diet without the fruitful grave Of my skinny body Try to hear another’s voice over mine In your weasel head, blown apart It’s easy to take them to bed But we all know the writing on your disfigured heart Copyright ©️ Kimberly Virga 2026

The agitated mind threw nouns and adjectives, Object was to vent and steam at boiling point, HATE AND REVENGE! The hammer and chisel were going to have their say, On the grounds, stood a lonely, abandoned massive piece of stone, This piece of nothingness was going to be rocked by the hands of fiery rage, It stood quietly, enduring the changing seasons, Being kissed and embraced by the strong winds, Naked and vulnerable, beauty was not one if its traits, Sparks firing off the wheel, the chisel was going to have a field day, The one that walked away, Without asking permission, not a glancing goodbye, "How dare she?" questioned the mind, She broke the binds, sweet as a bowl of cherries, her laughter bubbly like champagne, Over the threshold, carried, enjoyed and afforded every pleasure, 'DAMN THE CONIVING CHARALTAN' a blood curdling screech that arose from the graveyard, Tools sharpened to a fine point, could slice the corner of a nail, The hands were going to seek their vengeance on the innocent stone, Blueprint was already scanned, image in place, Repeated blows pounded, causing a disturbance that shattered the silence, Hammer and chisel, were not to be deterred from their mission, Injuries suffered as broken pieces lost their lives, Curses hurled, polluting the environment, Butchered and violated at every curve, Chisel enjoyed tearing off chunks, The stone was denied the privilege to bleed, Hammer and its employee were restless in spewing hate, During the nights when sleep called sweetly, they pursued their destination, Moon normally shimmered brightly, but even the Goddess witnessed tragedy, The tiny moons weeped incessantly, Until one day, a piece of natural beauty turned into a monstrosity. WRITTEN BY ASCENDING UNIVERSAL BUTTERFLY 🦋🦋🦋🦋

Ascending myself, you Weren’t prepared for that, were you You thought She’ll be done in by cigarettes and drink You thought, Forget a life raft, I’m going to watch her sink Oh precious man with little brain foliage to Work with I’ve drank coffee stronger than the Lining of your stomach could take Oh precious man with suspended brain inking I know it’s hard to pretend to be important When you’re barely capable of rational thinking So yes, Ply me with medications, recommend your Bargain-bin meditations But I gotta tell you The embossed tenor of your voice, puny Has greatly reduced my expectations And yeah, Tell everyone I’m so looney But you’re roasting in my sunlight And I’m not even putting up a fight (that’s how hard you pack a punch… kitten bite) Copyright ©️ Kimberly Virga 2026