boxesfading into nothing. our sky closes and our tomorrow ends.boxes
bury my face in this ocean, sinking into salt and dark. floating; arrows lodge between my ribs, arteries bursting and veins cut with the sharpness of your tongue. swallowed by the skyline, the city cradles you in false arms, one slip and you're skydiving. cast into the ragged edges of the universe, you'll spin into oblivion and someday you will land; a charred heap next to my sleeping form. and i'll awake and smile and i won't even be suprised to see you at all. you'll share my planet, wrapped in a blanket of the very stars that burnt you and together we'll watch the ear
cnstntTEARING DOWN WHAT WE USED TO KNOW. Hiding in the space between calendar squares constant hovering constant 3AM. Cnstnt smls. Constant peace constant pain.cnstnt
feeling small between the sheets l o n e l y
the air is ice and I wonder what broke. They created their own hell, m o n s t e r spitting blood through broken bones, if I could start this family over… rewinding the tapes soft pink skin innocence at its finest her young voice. The first is the worst and I got the sharp end, you’re making a statistic out of me and-FISTS TURN INTO FALLS when the questions start pouring in. since when was t
orange balloonWhen I was young the soul was an organ, an orange balloon suspended inside my ribcage. The real story was never spun, the real ending never comes. Swallow the stars (I’ll catch them all for you). Haunted by the sound of spiders spinning in our mouths, trapping the butterflies, an endless course down spinal cords. Clear out the cobwebs, open the cages. Your whispers can dam rivers and your words strain to end wars. Before the boxes were packed.orange balloon
hellooo
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