If you lamented to me covetously that my brain is the size of planet earth, I'd make you feel better by reminding you that you're the sun it spins around.

Besides, It's more like the size of a grapefruit.

I'm not shy about mistakes I've made or my desire to never repeat them ( Read more... )

It's a long way down to the earth from the atmosphere; it's a long way down, but we'll try to keep ourselves up with the hope of hitting water

Can you feel the radiation change me?
You're changing, too.
I just need your arms wrapped up around me
like I'm wrapped up in you.

Just think of us as another song you sing in front of the world. Let our arms be the stage. Let's make this something beautiful, let's make it something worth remembering, let's add another refrain so it never has to end.

Let's stay inside where it's warmer this winter and spin webs between our fingertips

Growing older, feeling younger. Sit with me for a second.

Matches and silhouettes strike and etch away at the candle-wax covered macrame, connecting the torches of the sentinel guards as dots ( Read more... )

A drifter without a current: I'll make my own waves

We called it hostile chemistry,
but me, I --
well, honestly I just saw it as another way to shake away
the frost from my aging limbs
and bear these battle scars like armor again.
I'm counting pH and parts per million and pixels per inch
as I run my hand to dust away the dust from your vertebrae.

Before you gave me the stars, my nights were filled with Black.
Before I collapsed in your arms, I was running out of breath.

I've been searching for a symptom to show I'm more than that, I'm more than a mark on your skin.
I've been waiting for the chemicals and courage to let me in exactly where I want to be.