hellhound pt2

heartbreaking shattering crushing blasphemous, bludgeoning, over saturated don't be surprised if we can't be separated science needs a new invention to mend hearts or a swab test for tears where a story is written by the chemicals in them and the chemicals in them are only ones that i can create with my signature on… Continue reading hellhound pt2

prius

i recognize this abandonment pattern. neglect and avoid pushed to the side, suffocate & deprive overwrought. rush to get over the noise stiff arm tactical markup. 1 and death on the goal practically harmless. red zone ballad demarcation change is in constance, conscientious tailored departure mademoiselle, i've heard you tell me this often understandable. hatchet… Continue reading prius

you knew

it's bittersweet. grapefruit sauvignon. rose stained cherry motif nightmare on wax on repeat. please beware of the beast swiping left. recurring sentiment, pattern repeat didn't fall in love with your pictures. fell in love indiscreetly deciphering flaws, explicating subtle jungian traits brains defensive mechanism. delegating safety restraints decoding reflexive emotive. premeditative distaste automatic, chemical composition… Continue reading you knew

disassociation

you passionately spoke, breathing in between ; about how we'd be able to practically look at each other without speaking and know what we mean. hold my hands. slight facial gesture, radiant beam. on the cusp of extraordinary meaning, emboldened by components we both constructed with our definition of love. uphold the only person i… Continue reading disassociation

houston

i didn't want this to happen. didn't want to get launched into saturn. unmanned vessel. haunted mansion. it's so hard to imagine myself even a month ago. don't even remember how to breathe without thinking of you. i breathed differently before. connect the dots in the sky. constellation prize. consolation, sky. but now I'm an… Continue reading houston

a letter to no one, or a letter to whoever i think i am, or was.

fulfillment is neat. it fills you up, inside, and out. your skin glows, you say hi more often, and sometimes the sun shines brighter than average. not, sometimes, but more so all the time. even on rainy days, you can see the sun. its hidden, but you know it's there, and you smile and the… Continue reading a letter to no one, or a letter to whoever i think i am, or was.

last time you said stop

sigh i don't get it. they tell me to write happy things. the thing is you don't feel the need to discuss your happiness on paper when you're happy. you just embrace the moment and live it. i don't want to talk about that. momentary silence. dusk lit bedroom apartment buzzing of cars from traffic… Continue reading last time you said stop

figure me out.

it's beginning to show the way intertwining dividends between time invested, and growth. sore throat, sore back, sore humdrum. the ever growing size of my blood pump squeezing out of the thorax. 500 pound live, flesh chief alien invasion. the least entertaining showcase of something alive. imagine going to sleep, with binary code in your… Continue reading figure me out.