i come upon the ghosts
i don't want to hold them
my grief is love with nowhere to go
i want to go, and i start to
then i cast a spell, or it casts itself
Vivianette, Lauren, Ursula, a sigil
vivianette leads my death to death
lauren tears its veil into fine threads
ursula sweeps it away in the still light of midday
unreturned, my joy, my love, is gone, is gone!