| your skin was just peeling wallpaper, your skin was just peeling wallpaper. |
the divine cetacean.mother always told emery that it was a whale ofthe divine cetacean.
a pond, she said that it was a place where ghosts
and shadows would waltz in serenity while shards
of starlight would flutter down into your lungs so that
you would exhale moonbeams. it acted as little emery's
haven, caged up by giggling foxgloves, shimmer mist, and
silhouettes that bathed in illuminations. on one particular
milky way drenched night, emery awoke to a firefly perched
at the tip of her nose, each note it spoke sounded soft and
heavenly. it flew up into the sky, as if it were being eaten
streetwalker of the evening.when the mischievous fireflies float gently into the skies, they all stir to the beat of your heart.streetwalker of the evening.
a reflection of the starlit galaxy is smudged in your cavernous eyes.
there's a huge space here that not even the moon could fill since we've been apart.
in the indescribable twilight our silhouettes would gleam, and glow, and dance to the pulse of the earth.
my body has an appetite for virtue, baby.
you would glide your fingers along my back and sing sweet words next to my mother's hearth.
the world stopped spinning, it flooded with blacks and whites. &n
i marinade my dreams.one, two, okay. shoe strings, butterfly wings, tortoise shells, personal hells,i marinade my dreams.
moonstruck, bad luck, sun struck, and i'm unstuck, baby girl, lovestruck dancers a whirl, twirl, swirl, and whirl, oxidated cranberries, singing canaries, girls and their curtsies, star trees, fox's kin, dried deerskin, halloween pumpkin, innocent yawns, reoccurring dawns, frolicking fawns, and beer's withdrawn, sky angels, broken ankles, dimming candles, dancing in circles, la la la.
"pity, you were such an early bird, a free soul. you were so alive."
Shit, I've CrashedShit, I've crashed again.Shit, I've Crashed
Just like when you're eight and you call 911 and expect the police never to come and fucking check up on you
But they do
Or when you're drenched with rain and that prick of a rainbow shines brighter than you've ever seen before
It always does.
And your mistakes leave you legs dangling Your fingers in that tingling sleep And there's a tumult of broken glass in your mind screaming You've fucking failed again
again.She’s singing again. I saw her dancing through corridors Her voice in step with her toes Prancing over withered roses Towards melodies of unforetold destiny Towards you.again.
She’s dreaming again. I saw her gaze out foggy windows Her mind and eyes a matching blur Of sparkling moonlight Of fresh dew at the park Of golden lights within your eyes Of you.
She’s believing again. I saw her carve her hopes Into windowsills and pavement And her eyes sparkled with belief That optimism wasn’t optimism anymore But simp
Stitchedclassic.classic.
three!
she's blazin' in the winter nightlife, we sit and we talk. her voice has this lift that sweeps you under, like stealing hearts above skyscraper scenes. "it's those damn chicago eyes, they get you every time".
they tell her she's blazin' down this landing strip,
| your skin was just peeling wallpaper, your skin was just peeling wallpaper. |
| gasbarro, jessica t. instead of my lips throwing out words of caution, my eyes will tell you everything you need to know about this monster. you know, they used to say that the moon and sun were siblings; and like all siblings they fought, fought, and fought some more. and well, one day, this one unfortunate day they got into the biggest fight in the history of the earth's life. i kid you not! and well... they refused to see each other ever again. that's why the sun comes out during the day and the moon comes out during the night. you'll never catch the two together, kind of like us. and as you can see, i tell stories as if i'm five again. |
our number is five.
Uneasy
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Feet, why would I need them if I have wings?
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Oh?
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these silhouettes;
boys and girls, please close your eyes, for this time both lovers die.
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"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense."
-Alice in wonderland.
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these silhouettes;
boys and girls, please close your eyes, for this time both lovers die.
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"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense."
-Alice in wonderland.
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Gravity cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. ~Einstein.
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Gravity cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. ~Einstein.
you're a writer
definitely worth keeping an eye on.
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