I never knew I had feelings for you. As the sky turns blue My mind burns true. Last night I cried for her.
By Test10 months ago in Poets
I have no idea That this is it. That this is rent owned. Fiction dies in my wallet Purchase is a fable with arms outstretched
the world grows old we are young the dance among feelings an absolution of chance each pass of death Copernicus dreams
desire expels a rundown of hell with a shard of tooth and a pinch of wing the swather of brûlée is too a resident of death
a curse word of feet to a collage of tearrinse is an improv of perfume an artery of eyeballs to a nose of roses
By Test11 months ago in Poets
i. setting desire to an age of wisdom: i ruminate words like a feather to your feet as we lay standing up the whirlpool of spirits
i skip a stone across the water i kiss its path with the fear of my habit the stone sinks as perception among death i carry a perpetuity in my breath
i am the dice and their roll i am consequence underneath choice i am the mysterious roar of daylight i am creation balancing upon its infinite settlement
i. You’re a medicine best in small doses; A drink-the-bottle-and -die twice type. My axis of sweet dread Hurricane to sip
I bask in fluorescent licorice twists of perception; Charms laced with dynamite curls, a powder brusque chain and choo choo kick.
Love and diamond my day swathes diamond luster into life: the sweet sparkles, blushing to restore what i hold dear
pendulum of leisure fruit of my labor market of hypnotics dollar of tempers communion of apple Fall of appearance