that night the music was slow and the air was thick and i slid three fingers nervously across smooth misshaped buttons, clumsily searching for the cessation and the silence so i could turn to him shyly- but propelled by some dimly lit star, and say 'sometimes i want to tell you i love you, but the syllables never quite fall from my tongue'. he ( Read more... )

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I. as my father's furious voice challenged ceilings i recalled that i mirror his smile.

II. kisses are no longer experiments, and our laughter's run into a song.
i'd been travelling lines in his palm for miles when i noticed they weren't my own.

{it might be nice to whisper threes or fours,
but for now i'll ride my bike and introduce myself to

it's always-either faces or names, can't seem to make sense of both.
another apology and a promise for prosperity.

i've taken an interest in today and tomorrow.

onetwofiveninemonths of hermitage, cut the wires and lock the doors i'm in for the winter, sick satisfaction in perpetual solitude. but now the filthy, beautiful sun is out, now his hands are home and now i've done it, now i've lept into the past and onetwofour o'clock in the delerious velvet night fills me and fuels me. the tip of my tongue meets ( Read more... )

five a-m . abandoned want of sleep. ghost trails down a quiet hall and diving into the dark. sacrifice to the storm. the only thing i understand . still . rain pounding furiously against small skin. still standing. the earth drinking the sky. cold, calm, quiet. thunder crashing and crumbling into the trees. the strength of lightning in the fading ( Read more... )

three a-m and the thunderstorm rages. i only dream about people i've never met.

hello ; i am looking to be inspired ohhh i am looking to be inspired ( Read more... )

(  well i'd just rather never ever see the beauty again . )

when i finish my evening run i collapse in the grass , motionless bliss and my muscles twitch and throb in a dissonant dance , tiny explosions up and down my thighs . on a day like today , beneath hazy grey skies that have never looked so clear , it seems that my heart has taken a leisure-swim through my bloodstream , an eager explorer , ( Read more... )