Reposted by islay 🖤🤍 (eye-luh)

dance the Opiconsivia,
dance to hearts’ content!
know you not that seeds you sow are Evil’s mistress sent?
embrace worthless plentifuls of great nothings in hand —
eat it up then
spit it out and
follow still your band;
rejoicing for nightmares which we’ll
never understand.