i dont want to do this anymore.
my thoughts are my own,
and i'm reclaiming them.

the lamp lit like plastic palm trees & inverted umbrellas. i turned to face the east, and felt six:thirtyAM inflate like "get well soon" balloons and the self-esteem of a girl reassured she doesn't "look fat in that ( Read more... )

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i do not share your fate. my demons are my own to bear[y], and now having transversed transparent boundaries i find i am barely able to comprehend the (in)consistency [form & inharmonious uniformity] of my former self. the criss-crossed lines [verbal, & metaphysical] i swore were drawn in concrete have been wholly converted to dust (although no ( Read more... )

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suffused with frigidity ( Read more... )

she feels the weight of his arms & chest
compressed between his bed & body.
held captive by exhuasted limbs,
she's trapped beneath his fluxing skin.
he penetrates
with shotgun eyes,
contortion & a novel guise.
undress to westward winds.
recidivst rewind,
leave behind your wayward whims &
assassinate your state of mind.

she saw paris reflected
in burning hydrogen &
burnt-out cigarettes
regrets retold &
enfolded in the pleats of her skirt
she watched as
imperial language
pressed itself into her curtains
first impressions are everything
there's some sort of correlation between
focus & light
focus & flights overseas
survolant salt saturation ( Read more... )

i remember the gravity, the weight of my arms. i remember feeling like my skin was about to split open, like everything inside me was going to spill out & seep into the matress.

i regret it.
a whole year, and i finally regret it.