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your simplicity reminds me of fine chocolate
and sweet-smelling lumber. there is a certain
melody in the way you speak; so truly and
thick. you are honey in the carpet on a sticky
day, uncertain, with vintage pleasures. look
closer, i spread small insect parts on
your jeans, with little hints of pansies and
orchids. your voice makes me blurry, i am
drowning in my own silence. here, i place
silver on your tounge, and you recall quite
subtly, that you prefer the taste of gold.
and sweet-smelling lumber. there is a certain
melody in the way you speak; so truly and
thick. you are honey in the carpet on a sticky
day, uncertain, with vintage pleasures. look
closer, i spread small insect parts on
your jeans, with little hints of pansies and
orchids. your voice makes me blurry, i am
drowning in my own silence. here, i place
silver on your tounge, and you recall quite
subtly, that you prefer the taste of gold.
Literature
All That Glitters
Catastrophic!
the slaughter of
sweetness on your
twentyfour karat tongue.
Take me to the place
where love was more than
hyperboles and
words that woo,
Where intimacy was
more than burning skin
and arching backs and
sweat on the sheets
and phonecalls in the
lonely hours of the morning.
It was
stripping our shells and
licking our wounds
and
swallowing
hard
the truths we could not change.
Wrap your lips around this:
Adieu.
Literature
Rwandan Screen Time
guilt spoke
with angry eyes
sounding choked
from the throats
of eight hundred thousand
ghosts
so much
for the great
white hope
Literature
confession flavored
we made love long-distance
and not-quite-leaving
an art form
my forlorn reflection
and her quiet
storm flickering
freezing
a frame
all unfocused
we've been
hushed and
soft spoken
bits wed to
pieces in piles
of broken
parts
(between
miles
and memory)
see
his story
makes
the most
of
history
while hers
prefers
to masquerade
as mystery
and no intention's
path
is what
it appears
to be
truth is
I'm no
angel
she just
scares
the
hell
out of me
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full title; "atop his mind, i placed a diamond"
oh no, more editing. i have become a monster.
a savage, editing, monster.
oh no, more editing. i have become a monster.
a savage, editing, monster.
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gosh, i love this one.