Today I heard her say something very beautiful, I wanted to tell her but instead I tugged at my heart and shut it up.
The greedy spirit wrenched of its riches? Ridiculous.
It’s easier this way, trapping them deep. Words, venom, thoughts, darts.
Letting out is way too demanding…wearisome even, The whole façade and the keeping up…the replenishing.
I worry it will leave me barren one day…judged and parched. But the gnawing doesn’t stop…this worry it claws, it craves. So much shrouded in jumbled layers …the love, the filth.
It’s safer I believe, Choosing a veiled soul over mould freckled love notes.
It is foolishness. To assume that choices last for a lifetime. She’ll say something again, soon…and this time I won’t find it as beautiful. I’ll think I will tell her. She may know what I mean. It is foolishness. To believe in veils.
From farthest East, or more precise The forests vast on India’s breast, Rose hymns of wisdom that never dies, The words of knowledge, forever best. Those hymns were born from wisest hearts, As throats would trill in sombre shades; They
In lunatic scape of fringed labellum the creeping malignancy was advancing. i missed a rendezvous with moon when you had brought a blue kiss from abducted lips; again I become a sisypus lifting the rock off your comets of round
Deep down thighs, unhoisted, what was there, harvesting the sperms? At dusk an inflorescence breaks into myriads of fireworks, wrecked apologia, interned unlikeness, insanity, kissing the goldenrod to start the flow of bare grief. I deserve no nobility, my moonscape
Crock-sockers, We ate ’em all Serve no good, Other than to chew the fat, To bake away the day Motivations like that should be cancelled, As most are being paid for productivity, Not only to wear khakis and a crooked
What is this entity that’s entered my body? Day by day now I feel myself slipping away Slowly fading into a memory… I fight tooth and nail to overcome this alien Attack so I can warn the world of this
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It is foolishness. To assume that choices last for a lifetime. – very true! but sometimes we are just slaves to our choices..