bewitched* posted a quote
October 15, 2018 7:59pm EDT
“ …and if I never touch you, well then, we never die. Listen, even lovers have still lives, have whole months when they hang together like moths on an unlit light bulb, waiting for the bulb to light, but if it never does then the moths survive, meat should be allowed to sit on the table forever without being devoured by flies and if that’s not possible, well then we still have this picture, the still life not of how it will be, but of how it was, for the knife and the meat and the flies, and for us on the night we hesitated together. From now on, love, we will always be about to destroy each other, always about to touch. —STILL LIFE: AN ARGUMENT | EDWARD HIRSCH
mars* posted a quote
September 29, 2018 6:09pm EDT
we make love like we rehearse we touch, but my fingers don't hit the cracks in your soul they reach out to touch the layers beyond the carnival rides and breakfasts but, they cut. you feel the sting of my knife i gaze into the flowers of flesh and blood like i'm reading poetry i realise, on the surface it seems i picked the wrong cover mutilation the first four words I write are my name they say the scars of human emotion take the longest to heal. .
THE VOICES IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH IM WORTHLESS IM A FAILURE WHY AM I HERE???? IF I DISAPPEARED..... WHO WOULD CARED ??? IM JUST A WASTE A SPACE.... THOSE ARE THE THINGS I HEAR INSIDE MY HEAD I CANT TAKE IT SOMETIMES , MAYBE IF I WASNT HERE THINGS WOULD BE BETTER...... I HATE THIS FEELING, I HATE THINKING MAYBE MY HEAD IS RIGHT ....UGHHH SOMETHING I WISH I DIDNT HAVE TO THINK , I WISH I DIDNT HAVE TO FEEL , I WISH THINGS WAS DIFFERENT IN MY HEAD UGHHHHH I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO
mars* posted a quote
September 27, 2018 4:23pm EDT
i can hold the weight of your heart in my hand like a lover does suspend it, careful hold it like our first born meanwhile you stand behind me, and i can see the reflection of my eyes and all they cling to in the mirror shard you twist and turn into my spine .
You broke me , then fixed me. Now the pieces of me hold together, forever, in your hands. I had always felt a void in my heart and soul after that day, even years afterward. It was heart-wrenching. Now I know why; I was right. You were the one. We were soulmates when I didn't even believe in fate; you came back to me years after we should have forgotten each other. It was hard to trust each other at first, but we have come a long way; I've always wanted to marry my best friend. It's been two and a half years now since we came back together. I now know I will ever have to endure the pain of losing you again. I have never been happier in my life. I love you so much, Daniel.
So many things I think about When I look far away Things I know, things I wonder Things I'd like to say The more we think we know about The greater the unknown We suspend our disbelief And we are not alone Mystic rhythms, capture my thoughts And carry them away Mysteries of night escape the light of day Mystic rhythms, under northern lights Primitive things stir The hearts of everyone We sometimes catch a window A glimpse of what's beyond Was it just imagination Stringing us along More things than are dreamed about Unseen and unexplained We suspend our disbelief And we are entertained Mystic rhythms, capture my thoughts And carry them away Nature seems to spin A supernatural way Mystic rhythms, under city lights Or a canopy of stars We feel the powers And we wonder what they are We feel the push and pull Of restless rhythms from afar