May 2013
2 posts
"i fucked t— c— and all i got was this shitty...
let me tell you that i’m fine with one hand in yours & the ephemeral validation of four wheels on the road.
i am leaving, always and require the patience of a compass the needle of which may break but returns, broken (perhaps undesired) to its origin.
please forgive my quiet fluctuations the hesitant stretching slip of growing green grass from a silent strong sad love i lost.
you can...
"intentionally untitled"
life proceeds as it always does with boys teaching girls to need them.
i stopped by the lake to gaze at the sky the infinite opposite of narcissus. the instagram delusion. the existential throb. the syncopated nausea.
i watched.
a rope in one hand and two in the other i braided my quiet desperation into the warm fractured vessels of your steady gaze.
are you sure, i asked. no, i am human. i...