Middle Ground: A Haikuacting as lovely thrilling belief in and of purchased truth is soilMiddle Ground: A Haiku
Star-Childtheir world is cut as black linen that intersects the room. the dancer strays behind, her christmas lights send shadows that seem to strut and fly along the surfaces. the star-child melts into her sheets and rose-colored blankets, her eyes light and following the lines as they bend and break.Star-Child
(It was night-time, around 11 pm, when the world transformed into something they were unintentionally waiting for.)
the outside world shook, on fire. wind came down in jagged peaks, rain swirled a snowstorm of confusion and lacking pity. their ancient stone fortress stood, seeming to shudder in raped orgasm, clutching it's found
i wore the cat ears all nighti wonder if you were thinkingi wore the cat ears all night
what i was thinking
i wish the fucking music would start playing
you know? the perfect melody to celebrate this feeling but there wasn't any only the sound of our feet slamming against the pavement the headlights from the cars were all over us and your hand was in mine or my hand was in yours whichever you prefer and we ran ran, ran, ran like nothing would ever catch up like we'd always feel this alive but we lost our breath and i think we tried to laugh which was only more tiring
Devious Journal Entry
Are you a grown up yet?
so i guess me typing out that
i love you...
will have to be enough.
(although it is not)
but..
yah...
i love you, boy.
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i am a faulty string of blue christmas lights
( i miss you when you are at work )
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