You Go Girl You go girl Expression of approval You're doing well Fellow possessor of ovaries You go girl Empirico-metaphysical observation You and your nails keep on moving Through space, time, and Goddess knows what You go girl Requested action Please take that attitude Somewhere else honey You go girl Poetic sentiment You decide to walk with mouth open Bright color on your lips
22 December 2018 I imagined my mind knowing better felt my viscera quiver. the birds get startled into flight though always round-trip. it’s good to be home alone not that you would if I had anything to do about it but we make do. life sucks its thumb. you’re right where you’re meant to be. who’s to say blankets aren’t party dresses or that eyes can only wet in one way. gloveless in this eventide chill. luckily we aren’t parting thickets for interstices for clarity. I empathise with the trees that bend out of light’s way at least till rough limbs creep up gently against glass they refuse to crack. dirty bedroom window remains so. it treasures the head that rested on it oil and all pondering the ease with which we dance around naked intention. show me it’s possible to live and for quite a while without flowering a new wound. how lovely we are in our natural state. taste of raw tongue on my tongue waves fragile at our feet. we stay dipped long enough for our digits to grow old shrivel without fear. something once felt too cruel to endure. I would not have chosen to float if given the option. but now i’ll swim.
☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾ I don't look at the world the way I once did. I use to find words in silent places, like the space between two yearning hands, or the waiting room of a hospital. Lately I only see in black and white, lately, I don't find poetry between the lines. Lately I find myself becoming more and more unfeeling. ☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾
☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾ I don't want to be a flower, I want to be an evergreen Don't tell me I must die and come back only in Spring I want to breathe in the cold of winter and live in the tears of autumn I want to watch cities crumble, and people rebuild what's left There are meteors waiting to collide with us, this is just the beginning. I don't want to be a flower, I want to be an evergreen I'm tired of having wilted petals, and tender hands caressing me I am sturdy, I hold my own I want to constantly renew myself until the rest of the world doesn't stand a chance. ☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾☽☾
seafoam* posted a quote
December 16, 2018 9:03pm EST
i believe when angels are bored they watch the story of you two coming together on repeat. heaven knows, for her, there is no other place safer than your arms; for her, your leather-jacket breath is paradise enough. —SADE ANDRIA ZABALA, praying for william
seafoam* posted a quote
September 12, 2018 5:54pm EDT
You told me that blank, white nothingness is what it feels like to be at the center of a star just as it is falling apart. I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you. I am there now, and I know you weren’t lying. The day you left, I realized you were a rogue planet. That you didn’t orbit around anyone, or anything. That you had no solar system, and you found your way into mine, into my orbit, to stay with me just for a little while. (Loss and Space Theories)
seafoam* posted a quote
September 12, 2018 5:15pm EDT
The image of you walking away from a home that was once ours helped me understand that there is no romance in the way a star collapses. It is ugly to watch a thing of beauty turn on itself. – Loss and Space Theories ♥
you tried to talk about it once, afterwards. you named it and laid down until it was over. you named it and you watched people walk away from you. you named it and felt ashamed. you still said its name. — t.m.
Im sorry if you couldn’t find me I have been in the woods. I put myself there because I couldn’t be good. I have been running with foxes and hunting with crows. and I have found myself a home where no body goes.
in a language that doesn’t have the word ‘love’ I say “I still have the receipt from the film we watched on our first date” I say “I bought four red sweaters after you told me it was your favorite color” I say “it’s been exactly two hundred and twelve days since our last kiss” I say “last week, in a hotel room, the complementary pantene shampoo was the type that you use” I say “I walked around smelling like you and nobody else cried over it” I say “yes, I’m still crying over it” I say “the other day somebody’s ringtone went off in class and it was the same noise you set for your alarm and it took me a minute to figure out where I knew it from” I say “I’m terrified of someday not knowing where I knew it from”...
Sometimes I wanna stitch my lips together to excuse myself from spoken debates since words slip off my finger tips so much more easily than they do my tongue and in an argument my upper hand is always swallowed by a faster mouth