denying your true nature only lasts for so long:
(
i skinned myself raw and sewed a wetsuit that fits me better.
)
2012-07-29
2012-07-25
2012-07-09
three words
he doesn't know i can hear his eyelids.
from deep dreams i surface;
rest of him frozen in silence
he mouths the words he fears.
he doesn't know how loud his heart beats.
from deep dreams i surface;
rest of him frozen in silence
he mouths the words he fears.
he doesn't know how loud his heart beats.
2012-07-06
he is my brother.
not the kind of brother given by blood, but the kind that is chosen by heart.
we drank jack&coke that day and had serious conversations.
we didn't save the world;
we didn't save the world;
the world means very little compared to abstract thought.
we saved emotions;
we saved belly laughs and waterfalls.
he is übermensch.
he is übermensch.
and sometimes we are dark,
very dark;
darker than black beetles,
darker than jack&coke.
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