a fools gold on the tiger mountain
is just the blood of a fool who thought they could climb a fucking beast without her punching back

these mountains are far too old to age, and far too old to let mortal men dig out chips of rock

turn this giant mother into gravel and sand
like making it smaller will make it disappear

we’ll fill your lungs with our dust and dig into your body in ways more painful
than just falling down

these men reach the top with bloodied clothes and their blood will glow in the night like a punishment

not red
but golden, like a fool