simulative fingers feel pain, as you hear your own heart beat, as you imagine crawling… climbing up and out. you stop. you look down at your own hands as they hold each other, wrapping each other, soothing each other, as if your knuckles would have been bleeding. you sit. what an imaginative world we play.Continue reading “let it last”
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the end that meets a beginning
it’s the funny sound that the fan makes when you’re right below it. a sweet pitched twitch that lets you hear maneuver. that quiet reminder you’re only a vibration with electric matter. you. are. electric, baby. and i want to give you my plug.
pistol
this heat inspires a pistol on fire delicate in a cutting frame. and you know i can blame no one else but me. on a pedestal of fabric, make the aches grow weary make your parts work for me. oh god what can i become. i enjoy this movement too much. hopeless soul may neverContinue reading “pistol”
we
we move in slow motion with built up behavior that leaves us nothing but confusion and desire. we slip through dark nights hiding the fire that melts us together. we fall into silence, these moments with eyes connected and blooming all the need all the denial all the question of what should be’s and couldContinue reading “we”
no crowns
white turns black turns gray turns blue turns gray turns black again. pure white is hiding. behind the fake crowns, the blow out of girls translucent building. they fake the fools. you know they do. its played out to the dummies that listen. scratch the gold, and you see the rust that fakes that glisten.Continue reading “no crowns”
file as…
you’re my addiction breaking down the rules, tearing down the walls feeding what hides inside destroying all logic. i need you. can’t you see the discipline i give? i pull it back and leave everything for you rape the ideals, serve me pain make me want all the bad in you that’s good to me.Continue reading “file as…”
meilleur…
…there’s only one way left for me to show you what this feels like.
covered
covered in thoughts comfortable in my sheets my mind wanders. lingers vibrates in the madness of you. and when i hear the sweet sound of footsteps i imagine they are yours coming straight to my door i imagine your silhouette at my bed imagination has a terrifying way of taking over me. enough to digContinue reading “covered”
black goes to blue
all i see is a deep dark sky hidden with the silhouettes of blue. and the sweetest of lights highlight you. you’re a memory i wish would stay. and i know you enough to understand whats happening. but i fight back the feeling. i hold back the urge until i see you again… serendipitously. andContinue reading “black goes to blue”
5207
the afternoon came along with the ache of your absence. i miss you now. more in this moment than i have in the months passed. this afternoon found me tired. and i just wanted to call you. i wanted to hear you call me your baby. but i can’t, just like i can’t seem toContinue reading “5207”
Ciara Ashley Johnson 