(no subject)
I've never been less angry than I am now.
I've never felt the urge to be angry stronger.
Standing out of reach with castanettes strewn about you.
Making it so simple to dismiss you,
wearing the blood on your neck.
for that millionth of a millionth of a moment I hate you.
You're anything to me.
Whatever will make it go away.
Half full. Half empty. Half carrot.
whatever.
intricacies and elaborations are all masked by a solemn aversion.
thrum, ting, weep, sing, beat, rythm, come together.
all under a roof of melody.
a recording, 12 notes, 16 letters, no breath.
caught in a node.
Stand still for a while,
I want to see your face.
I've never felt the urge to be angry stronger.
Standing out of reach with castanettes strewn about you.
Making it so simple to dismiss you,
wearing the blood on your neck.
for that millionth of a millionth of a moment I hate you.
You're anything to me.
Whatever will make it go away.
Half full. Half empty. Half carrot.
whatever.
intricacies and elaborations are all masked by a solemn aversion.
thrum, ting, weep, sing, beat, rythm, come together.
all under a roof of melody.
a recording, 12 notes, 16 letters, no breath.
caught in a node.
Stand still for a while,
I want to see your face.