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if your only defense is that it meant nothing you show you do not care again for it left me defenseless by meaning too much * there is no way forward i say how could there be no way she says because there is no way backwards i reply wishing to recollect … Continue reading
love you learn isn’t the first person who says the words to you but instead the first one who doesn’t repeat them back after learning how to say them so lovely * forever before i have known ignorance and have never known it to be blissful * i am a slow drip looking for a … Continue reading
she tried to hide me not realizing i was husk that would one day grow larger than her to watch as she comes tired and dirty from being soiled looking uneasy for rest finding my shaded trunk and seeing her name carved in weepy sap it at the bottom but there are fruits above that … Continue reading
it could happen to you should be the only advice we give for it could if you can and do without would * i suppose i knew i was always going to die but i didn’t know i was going to die before then * a seed must explode in order to become but not … Continue reading
where is the you in the dress i said to me naked as the self which grew up and grasped onto this this this moving more more into what i remembered like the spilling seas in you where we were repeating beginnings of time that saw mountains out of nothing and forgiveness to the sky … Continue reading
my shadow is a shadow of what once was shade that can now mouth that i am the best best when she mistakes streetlights for stars and i tell her love’s the first electricity anyways but it’s dark now though my shadow is still depressed in the furniture that has grown with … Continue reading
in a time where there feels like there is no time literature is peace even if it is rifling on about wars and showing that the tragedies that have come to the monkey business of the present swung before right into the stomach spitting out slippery words that need to be reinterpreted by the greatest … Continue reading
the art is to not know what the art is to hide it under the critics who tell you this is this but not that because this and who realize later that the art stays unknown for it was in them too until they too were under the critics of he is being too loud … Continue reading
the heart is cold but still you warm up to the idea that it refuses to be still no matter how much or how little you do * don’t you want not don’t to stay suspended in this without knowing the ending which i can tell you will lead to less you and more i … Continue reading
i suppose she was as faithful as her choices as her environment and as her belief in the heavens that are distantly away from the malignancy in me and my suppositions * relationships are funerals in the making in their eventual unmaking for either it ends at the end or prematurely torn wrecked wondering what … Continue reading
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