Impending Jabberwocky?
me: okay, read this...
me, again: i wrote it one night, stared at it as if it were gibberish, and then went back to sleep.
estie: lol
me: i make myself satisfied by writing the names of people i'll never know, content with knowing them for a second or two. pages of nothing fill my notebooks. names, words, lyrics, songs. nothing advantageous. nothing beneficial. nothing but mimicry, imagination, and unchanged, unfinished, unspeakable thoughts. thoughts that swirl and simmer in the back of my mind and in dark corners of my bedroom, the scent bittersweet and burned; the hand betrays the heart as it whispers muted truths across the white, wide expanse and the echoes twist like thin, blue ribbons into silenced space.
me, again: i wrote it one night, stared at it as if it were gibberish, and then went back to sleep.
estie: lol
me: i make myself satisfied by writing the names of people i'll never know, content with knowing them for a second or two. pages of nothing fill my notebooks. names, words, lyrics, songs. nothing advantageous. nothing beneficial. nothing but mimicry, imagination, and unchanged, unfinished, unspeakable thoughts. thoughts that swirl and simmer in the back of my mind and in dark corners of my bedroom, the scent bittersweet and burned; the hand betrays the heart as it whispers muted truths across the white, wide expanse and the echoes twist like thin, blue ribbons into silenced space.