cynicism choking me

I don't have anything to say. because I'm muted and fluctuating and broken.

I DONT WANT TO DO YOUR SLEEPWALK DANCE ANYMORE

Core
with a truffle skirt
and an affliction
ties to you

She is dancing around the room, and I
am dancing around the room.


Tonight it is the coldest it has been in a while. Your arms look lonely, & your eyes are screaming for a love you have never experienced. I sit in my chair & stare at you- my hair is a mess, my body is cold as hell, dead flowers withered away still managing to stay in my blonde, long tangled hair. Pearls make love to my soft neck & ruby peach lips partly closed. My skin is powdered white & you are what make my eyes dance.

I can’t see what he once meant to me
Do you think it’s time I put it out of my mind
I think it’s time I let my love for him die

I could drink a case of you, darling.

The changing of colors this October is lovely. Reds, golds, yellows, greens are saturating my everyday. It couldn't be more beautiful as the season grows. Coats and wooly jumpers are bundling us up and the sky is overcast grey. This is when I am reminded that I am happy, living, growing, dancing on a journey of possibility. And the most wonderful part of it all, is the simplicity of the seasons intertwined in my hands. Oh! What love has brought me here.

breaking

I'm gathering my things and I am sailing away. I'm breaking off from the mainland with full speed ahead. This is the end of our story, this is the end of all of us.

I am forgetting
what it meant to love you
what it meant to run away
from your wide, eyed smile.
This distance never solved anything,
she only poured us both a cup of tea
to sip on
and so i'd sleep on
this complicated mouth,
swirling synergy down my throat.
I'd hate to say you were never beautiful
but my eyes have grown three times
as large.
and you think of yourself too much
in the way your garden grows.
So fare thee well
love of mine.
Lets make it through this time.