Place the sigil of the peel upon the flo

Place the sigil of the peel upon the floor. Circle it thrice with seeds of sweetness. Let no light touch the rind. Let no laughter enter the room. Hear me, fruit of midnight hue, Banana of shadow, peel of the abyss! From orchard forgotten, from soil unblessed, I call thee forth with trembling wrist! O potassium spirit, bound in gold, Slip through the void as foretold. Bend the air with your fragrant might, Turn the sun into blackened bit First spot, then bruise, then rot divine, The sweetness curdles a sacred sign. Under the crescent, the skin shall weep, The fruit awakens from its sleep. Peel within peel, shadow within skin, Let the darkness seep within! O fruit of hunger, come, arise, From mortal bowl to endless skies! I break the rind, I spill the core, Let flavor’s curse be mine once more! By blender, by bite, by ancient plan, We summon thee Dark Banana!