Kaivenna - Just This Thing...nsfw

In case you were wondering what your fiancée was doing in college. Don’t be surprised if videos of her keep showing online.

Haunched like a faun, he hooed From grove of moon-glint and fen-frost Until all owls in the twigged forest Flapped black to look and brood On the call this man made. No sound but a drunken coot Lurching home along river bank. Stars hung water-sunk, so a rank Of double star-eyes lit Boughs where those owls sat. An arena of yellow eyes Watched the changing shape he cut, Saw hoof harden from foot, saw sprout Goat-horns. Marked how god rose And galloped woodward in that guise.

Faun

by Sylvia Plath

(via visardistofelphame)

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