homesick for a city of ghosts
a heart that only beats the tempo of your footsteps
stops short of becoming real

the sky flows from somewhere
but i can't remember where

clouds the color of ash reign in the sky
and the moon sleeps in a cradle with the sun
while i relapse

insomnia

fragmented pulse

a sea of dreamless perfection

mist
smoke
my heart
a draft in motion
little lies
turned sideways
a glimpse of
electric skin
water burn
falling down
all ash

you were refuge

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the ward is empty. it's sterile to the point of overly buffed shine, every possible pocket of dust pulled from sleep and discarded. the dress that barely reaches her knees is medically approved and painfully starch white, and if she focuses hard enough she'll swear it's coming apart at the seams in protest of its own blanched existence. the floor ( Read more... )

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here they make memories
heartstrings in a line
on the surface of your smile
you're waiting for something
waiting to be

feeling through the shadows
eyes like ice
words on empty
the stars die out
faster than you can catch them

don't wait forever
on the other side
of silence
i'm here
i'm breathing

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