Warmth and happy holidays. ❤️💚 When/if you celebrate.
Thanks, if you shared of yourself with me here. Appreciated ya. Or if you were reading my dumb crap on purp. (Weirdo.) Take care, app friendz.
Sky minded; embodied. Ours; a tale that tows rose prose. It's been written ad infinitum. But not by us. Its stars are supertemporal. But not like us. I've something that belongs to you. I'll press it raw between pages beneath their quicksilver sprawl.
It lies. Just like us.
Writing; whittling. In your secret spaces. I hope it tickles. Once, I'd wondered what you'd seen and how you knew. Why'd you give us meaning then choose not to believe? I'll not stop asking questions just because I find answers. I've agency. I'm more than a character in a play.
I hope you notice; the ways I lose my focus. Red ink; furious in your margins. Slick at your throat; a smear on the page. How I stay soft when I'm hard; how you stay seen when you hide. You can't move through me unnoticed; my eyes adjusted to your darkness.
Lungs full? There's a rose blooming on your throat. The art of the edge; I read, you weep. The strong break harder than the weak. You KNOW, don'tcha? That strong currents make for stronger fish? Fucking SWIM. C'mere. KICK. Breathe ME. Accept the pain, not that you're deserving.
There's a romance in sharing pain. And in the nothingness so absolute the pain itself is relief. The hide-and-seek in the fricatives and sibilants; we'd write and whisper the right wrong words. You found me. And I held your breath. You felt me. And I feel like no one else.
Love is found but hate is chosen. I've never chosen love. If I could, maybe I'd be better at it. Quiet, heart. Choose indifference, killer.
3:17a fall fall fall fall fall asleep
beholding you in eyes like the sea
enfolding you in arms like the sky
don't give me away give me a way
don't give me away give me a way
don't give me away give me a way
help me help me help me save me
fuckkgh
the small hours are for the new Whigs track 🖤
you said that you loved me
I loved you, too
youtu.be/Xx351bHzll8?si=izj9…
from lovers to enemies
I watched you destroy
cuz you cannot build
your past is an excuse
it's not an explanation
nearly finished and barely started
written in red violent and vast
a saltwater dirge for dear departed
presenting presence pretending past
1/10
absolved by the vision furrowed by fingers
as cold as the past we flee from the tryst
the caskets decay but specters still linger
each owns the fuck though bereft of the kiss
9/10



