Banditti at Rest silent stone, breathe, wait, our legs ache Light a cigar with me, watch the flame burst, so still yet so alive, dance with me among the smoke, among the ruins. we have seen many here, they pass through much too fast Deal the cards, place your bets, lay them down, 1 2 3 collect your winnings, let’s go again. there are children this time, they will also age, let moss green their crown Clatter your guns against the steps, blow your horn, vibrate our chests, now sit for just a second. when they leave, we are left much as we were: silent stone Sy Brand Sy is a queer non-binary person living in Edinburgh, Scotland. They write through the haze of cat-/child-induced sleep deprivation to try and make sense of gender, relationships, and ADHD. You can find them on Twitter @TartanLlama and their publications at sybrand.ink.
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