Hungry People II was hungry; I was starving, in fact. Not in the literal sense, but it might as well have been. The hunger pains echoed in my head, as if they were telling me that I had failed, that I had lost and that nothing could be done to reverse the incredible effects of my failure. And, I knew they were right. I was a follower, I was confined, I was nauseatingly simple, and I was alone. I was spiteful and manipulative. I yearned for acceptance and I knew clearly that I would do whatever I could to get it.Hungry People I
Nonetheless, I still can’t believe I heard the doctor’s voice tell Noah that she was gone and I still can’t believe that I li
Buzz.Watching a documentary I realized insects live the most eloquent lives compared to humansBuzz.
they develop in an ethereal egg in a suffocating womb
in a place of gentle moisture drowning in bodily fluid
for a brief week for a parasitic nine months
they break free, elegantly are forced out, gruesomely
into a thrilling world much larger than themselves into a planet they will soon outgrow
they live for a period short enough to embrace suffer in idleness for years and y
Chirp.knock, knock on my wooden chest harder, harderChirp.
let yourself break through the oak and let it splinter into your knuckles
set my heart free allow it to sing to you like a sparrow free from its cage tasting the sun for the first time
poke holes in its home for even half dead things need to breathe
sing sweet sonnets to it so it can flap its wings along so it can cry its lament to you
poke holes in its dungeon so it can hear your longing
poke holes in its prison so it
An expired apology.You moved gracefully, like a trapeze artist on a line of poetry But, I couldn’t feel you. [I couldn’t hear your imagery]An expired apology.
You worked your fingers under my skin, trying to rouse a monster But, I couldn’t feel you. [It lay dormant]
You wound my hair in a tight curl, then let it free, like a powerful storm But, I couldn’t feel you. [My hair was limp]
You set a rainstorm free on my pale cheeks. But, I couldn’t feel you. [My face was already wet with tears]
You played my ribcage, like an ancient
112309your coat picked up mud as it scratched along the road, whisper this is not a lie this is not a lie this is not just trying to convince yourself that the lines and wrinkles ingrained into the backs of your knees and palms are just your skin's hateful spots.112309
i am afraid of you, god, i am afraid of how your smile tilts at three in the morning and how i mix up your left and right hands, and the way your t-shirt brushes your stomach as you stretch up to shake away the cobwebs in your spine. i am afraid of you, god, i am so afraid.
sweetness, your arms are coarse like the bark of a tree and your chin scratches against th
appropriate fuck sessionyou hid in our shower drain and you cried a little more each time.appropriate fuck session
you hid in our shower drain and the diamonds in your eyes turned to liquid and you died a little longer every time and
everytime you sipped a little more violet from my veins, my thoughts thawed out a little longer.
you believed in pearls and ropes and viruses. you believed in medication you believed in medication and every time you swallowed a few more and every time you get a little less fucked up and every time you lost a little more soul.
i found you notebook and i read your noteb
the Missoula FloodsI said "Not a chance, you are not what I need." You said "Just one chance, you are everything I need."the Missoula Floods
That was before I learned how to swim in your ocean eyes, before our regular expeditions into the sea in the sky.
During the day, the world is perfectly painted with painstaking precision that stung my sensitive childhood eyes and doesn't look any softer now through plastic a centimeter thick. There is no room for imagination, no doubt about what you see. At night, every color is replaced with the same azure that blankets the bottom of the sea, and without the harsh sunlight of reality, the world is whatever y
What a beautiful evening.
Anxious
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fin.
(swim swim little fishy)
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(this) is nothing.
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(How embarrassing to be a human.)
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(How embarrassing to be a human.)
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"He Decidido hablar de cosas imposibles, porque de lo posible se sabe demasiado"
Silvio Rodriguez
Se acabo lo que se daba.
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(How embarrassing to be a human.)
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"He Decidido hablar de cosas imposibles, porque de lo posible se sabe demasiado"
Silvio Rodriguez
Se acabo lo que se daba.
You have no idea how i appreciate it!
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You ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? It makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you, how many moments of other peoples lives have we been in?
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(How embarrassing to be a human.)
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