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the trees reflect the sunset olive-green-orange.
my new sneakers are too big for my feet, clair de lune girl
in sweet summer twilights— i was told once
i looked how honey tastes in the back of your throat, i taste
sunshine
when i think of kissing you
my new sneakers are too big for my feet, clair de lune girl
in sweet summer twilights— i was told once
i looked how honey tastes in the back of your throat, i taste
sunshine
when i think of kissing you
Literature
i
i as a thing with a body
must feel endlessly.
opening, blooming,
closing, wilting:
i flower
and the sky falls upon me.
i am the root, the stem, the rain.
when this bedrock allows
for no more following --
then i must lead,
if i wish to breathe.
i as a thing with a body
have no lungs to speak of
and must compensate
with twigs,
and pixels,
and distance without schematic
with falling, for a lilac while
and ending things before they begin.
when i am hurt
i must not be hurt.
i as a thing with a body
must never be hurt:
to be hurt is surely to die,
and to die is to be unknown.
to be unknown is to have roots
but no stem
no petal.
i
Literature
reconnoiter
i.
she was
drunk on fire
and tight-lipped missives
and let her thighs
fly off
the tip of
his tongue
she crossed her own resolve
and let it lie
in the corner
next to eyeliner
and clipped drums
the pound
of flesh
in selective spectacle
edging out
the fear
of excess
replacing it
with dear haze
and dress
ii.
his mouth gushed
with the rush
of platelets
lush from
the cut
in his makeshift aegis
a handful
of dumb phrases
plastered on
his steering wheel,
dangerous
he closed his eyes
to escape
and found aches
his hammered hull
had never
tasted
he was wasted
on sheer page
and stress
iii.
at an ornate pace
they rest
Literature
ezra
he’s a delicate
but tough boy;
his fault lines
jagged but
his eyes still sharp
like astral streetlamps.
he’s fuelled by sunlight;
he soaks in golden.
words bounce in the dim light of table lamps
and if he can pull the hardest punch
it’s because of the anatomy within which
he's made a home for himself.
he’s carrying things too heavy
for a seraphic vertebral boy
and everyone who lov
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Beautiful! <3