Folk Religion 2
︎︎︎ Eric Angal
︎ Sept 2, 2026
The consort cries out:
‘What is to be had after the frisson is over?’
Perhaps the feeling could be stretched,
and made to accommodate us both, for a while—
and if it can’t, then yes,
might as well level the blade
directly between my shoulders,
and let the blood run pooling in my boots—
until then, listen:
hear the merry band come
tumbling down the mountainside,
like so many lost dogs
running towards the sound of water.
‘What is to be had after the frisson is over?’
Perhaps the feeling could be stretched,
and made to accommodate us both, for a while—
and if it can’t, then yes,
might as well level the blade
directly between my shoulders,
and let the blood run pooling in my boots—
until then, listen:
hear the merry band come
tumbling down the mountainside,
like so many lost dogs
running towards the sound of water.