장화, 홍련.
some old tldr.
2009SEPT06its a slip of nostalgia: stronger, harder, faster, more obscene.
but in the moment that all of it washes away, hes the one whos left aching rather than just wanting to break them; faint temperature in soiled sheets still warm with their breeding bodies & fleeting breaths, heavy heavy heart with heavy heavy holes that go anywhere else but to the core-- straight through from the space out from between shoulderblades that came in from between lungs.
fingers grip at cotton wrinkles as though they could bleed out physical presence other than mental longing. i dont know anywhere else that feels as good as you, that knows me like you do, that lets me lay my head down against you & call you home. but in the end we both know its just a squeeze, a momentary lapse in information and scheduled appearances-- you go back to your usual life & usual lies while i go back to being just another secret, another bad habit, another nervous glance toward on the street to hide a knowing smile from.
i remember everything like i remember the blood in my veins and the vowels in my name; i remember the contour of your spine and the taste of your shoulders and every whisper hidden in the back of your lungs and i know every single line because they called out to me, asked me to hold on forever so i did.
coming clean two cigarettes two months two lies later, jt and i are now officially together if together deserves a name.
2009SEPT06its a slip of nostalgia: stronger, harder, faster, more obscene.
but in the moment that all of it washes away, hes the one whos left aching rather than just wanting to break them; faint temperature in soiled sheets still warm with their breeding bodies & fleeting breaths, heavy heavy heart with heavy heavy holes that go anywhere else but to the core-- straight through from the space out from between shoulderblades that came in from between lungs.
fingers grip at cotton wrinkles as though they could bleed out physical presence other than mental longing. i dont know anywhere else that feels as good as you, that knows me like you do, that lets me lay my head down against you & call you home. but in the end we both know its just a squeeze, a momentary lapse in information and scheduled appearances-- you go back to your usual life & usual lies while i go back to being just another secret, another bad habit, another nervous glance toward on the street to hide a knowing smile from.
i remember everything like i remember the blood in my veins and the vowels in my name; i remember the contour of your spine and the taste of your shoulders and every whisper hidden in the back of your lungs and i know every single line because they called out to me, asked me to hold on forever so i did.
coming clean two cigarettes two months two lies later, jt and i are now officially together if together deserves a name.