The Say Happiness is the Folly of Fools...Pity Poor Me, One of the Fools.

[birdinthewindow]

Every peak is a crater. This is the law of volcanoes, 
making time eternally and visibly female.
No height without depth, without a burning core, 
though our straw soles shred on  the hardened lava. 
I want to travel with you to every sacred mountain
smoking within like the sibyl stooped over her tripod, 
I want to reach for your hand as we scale the

Comments

[alexholic]

yes! to everything, but most specifically The Yellow Wallpaper.