(no subject)
it's december. i lost another year somehow, but i'm still not on mescaline. go figure.
alliteration lives like rainclouds in a mist
and i'm just devoid of deathstars and demons
reading the word that someone wrote
with truthandbeauty and sometimes hope
sleeplessness and other compound words
compound my time and
your time and
our time spent apart
....ee cummings has nothing on this.
alliteration lives like rainclouds in a mist
and i'm just devoid of deathstars and demons
reading the word that someone wrote
with truthandbeauty and sometimes hope
sleeplessness and other compound words
compound my time and
your time and
our time spent apart
....ee cummings has nothing on this.