if.i.fall.
J'ai souffert souvent, je me suis trompé quelquefois ; mais j'ai aimé. Mostly friends only just ask :]
Writing, in its noblest function, is the attempt to unerase, to unearth, to find the primitive picture again, ours, the one that frightens us.
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i wrote this while drunk in addressing the public
drunk call i know i left you behind but how much more sure you were in all things my shadow on the wall– its silhouette so heartbreaking and i shield my eyes the laughter and the pull and tug why...
how many angels? in addressing the public
i can almost understand why people leap from bridges. -charles bukowski buried in abysmal sin i am a robot wrapped in skin so encumbered yet so soft within dancing in circles on the head of a pin
Where it shouldn't be in addressing the public
How dare you silence me In monotony Even the idea of you Has not evaded tainting of the boldest sort My heart is so deep Where it shouldn’t be And I can’t breathe Unless I stifle everything And...
unmodified in addressing the public
what is life if not imperfect i saw you and you were worth it but now alone i feel so worthless like i’m too good for you but also you’re better than me to believe that i could be for you or mayb...
i say in addressing the public
if it’s too much, and i say i will hold your weight and piece together all the chess pieces and stomps upon your face could never change the fate you sealed on canvas and in paint these deliberat...
red hot in addressing the public
red and your tendons so strong and deep like my heartbeat pulse like the muscle i saw just there, beneath but weak like my heart strings pulled like a play-thing flushed with this blush and snap ...
anxiety in addressing the public
walled off and i miss you who i mean by “you” is unclear, even to me. it’s a love triangle, but only psychologically and i let my racing pulse prevent me from being how i want to be. and with bla...
You proposed that we go to Super A in addressing the public
Christmas lights on cloudy nights And where my mind must go Is to the time we kissed under an ornament Like it was mistletoe And I wish I didn’t ache for plans That I could let it be And I could ...
Poème pour Cixous in addressing the public
Ecris! Elle a dit Et je dois répondre Nous ne sommes pas amies Mais à elle, je tourne Coupable de tous Mais c’est quand même fou Coupable de quoi? Seulement fou à vous! Je m’adresse aux femmes Qu...
are you the law? in addressing the public
i’m left feeling so oppressed you don’t know what i know best: it’s fear. completely warranted, but you don’t hear beyond the glass you think yourself contained. or you think you’re free? well lu...
Eyelids in addressing the public
Please, tell me that there’s a way to feel good If it’s foolproof and coolproof I’d hope that I could But when I’m wide awake and my dreams have uncurled I still feel the eyelids between me and t...
elsewhere in addressing the public
moralities, and questions of goodpersonhood. my ears are hot and in some world too far away i need you more. here, i am not. i still believe that i will bleed a story
17, 18, 19, routine in addressing the public
yesterday was the first birthday i've had since i was 13 where i didn't see the number on the left side of opendiary increase by one. how very strange
wishing well in addressing the public
i wish you were differenti wish i was too i just want to go dancing with you
maple sap in addressing the public
love poetry, that slippery knave my words thrive only in anguish but with you my afflictions drift far away and i fear i may float off the planet for nothing's amiss with your hands on my hips a...
ugly insides--->ugly outsides in addressing the public
sometimes it's so hard to seehow we become these ugly thingsresenting others' joy and peacerelishing our misery i want to be better.
i hope our love sublimes in addressing the public
one day when it endsand we change our words from "feel" to "felt"i hope our love sublimes,evaporates instead of melts one day when i'm bored with youand you realize i'm just a shelli hope that w...
on science as a religious experience in addressing the public
i am wearied of thinking about how it doesn't matter how nothing matters as well as fatigued of thinking how it might all matter every blink of an eye every call that you miss everyone that ...
hello world in addressing the public
i cannot bear to be unheard from the internet. welcome to my self-indulgent and self-deprecating ramblings.
