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slipping into a wispy sundress of
smoke infused drinks to calm the nerves
which were set on fire by
a telephone call from
a number you've seen but don't know
a harsh dial tone surrounded by static
and all you hear is yourself breathing
do you think maybe that was it?
i do
telephones
like you put me on hold while you were engaged in a much more interesting call
maybe it was her calling from a sunset stricken somewhere else where you
wished you were like
paris or
bangalore or
anywhere but here
a long distance call to the heart reminding you
that you were late for your appointment with reality,
all while you were under me
but not under my spell
so i'll sip my sunset through my teeth
and let it settle on my tongue
when it'll get to my throat
but i won't choke
i will stand tall
in a wispy sundress of nerves
and take it.
go ahead,
answer the call
smoke infused drinks to calm the nerves
which were set on fire by
a telephone call from
a number you've seen but don't know
a harsh dial tone surrounded by static
and all you hear is yourself breathing
do you think maybe that was it?
i do
telephones
like you put me on hold while you were engaged in a much more interesting call
maybe it was her calling from a sunset stricken somewhere else where you
wished you were like
paris or
bangalore or
anywhere but here
a long distance call to the heart reminding you
that you were late for your appointment with reality,
all while you were under me
but not under my spell
so i'll sip my sunset through my teeth
and let it settle on my tongue
when it'll get to my throat
but i won't choke
i will stand tall
in a wispy sundress of nerves
and take it.
go ahead,
answer the call
Literature
not everything is beautiful
so here's the thing:
you're not you
and i'm not me
and we're not us.
and all i know is that this
is heartbreak in the worse way
since right now
i know i can't have you
but ohdeargod please
i really do want you.
and maybe everything
is a circle so i'll get you
or will be okay since life goes onandonandon
or is about to completely destroy me
or is just...done with. complete. over.
but one thing i know
is that it is november
and i am so so sick
of saying goodbye
to things i love.
but it's true that
everything good
has an ending
and this is mine.
Literature
so kill me, mockingbird
i once said, listen up,
because here's the way
it's going to work:
there will be milky ways
and mountains and clouds
dancing with rain,
the sun won't quite
look the same, and the moon
won't seem so dull.
i once said, come closer,
because there's something
that you need to know:
at night we'll breathe
against each other, move
with each other,
and our delirious melodies
will wake the waves
and shake the stars.
i once said, stay here,
don't go, never ever
leave me:
but here i am now,
eating my words
from a silver platter.
Literature
Of leaving pieces.
Understand this: that love is a religion
of birds, of restlessness, of flight.
Of moving somewhere warmer when the cold sets in,
of longing, of leaving, of being
the one left behind, of feathers,
of an empty nest in the heart of winter,
nestled in some firm elbow of brittle branches
that stopped reaching for the sky when the last
leaf fell, bleak against a landscape of
blacks and whites and greys save for one
little piece of red string,
tucked lovingly among the twigs,
so dutifully gathered, piece by piece,
by a creature who had seen winters before,
but made a home for himself here anyway.
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