This is comprised of five parts.. some are longer in length than others, and some are just blips on the screen. Its a mixture of the old and the new, things written before, re-written and read.. imprinted onto pages of carbon white, and iridiscent greys.. the things that make me proud, and the things that are effusive in nature both dark and light ( Read more... )

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Disclaimer: Contrary to what I've written, Im not actually 28 today ( Read more... )

S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma per cio che giammai di questo fondo
Non torno viva alcun, s'i'odo il vero,
Senza tema d'infamia ti rispondoYou know and I know.. and its this feeling that I can't define and its these words that don't form, or the fluidity of colour ( Read more... )

Your eyes are here and Im staring at them each and every day, in the mirror and its not as though they are my own, because they are.. they just aren't mine for a few minutes.. Im sure you've done it as well, looked at yourself in the glassy reflection, and seen yourself as others would see you.. it quite the kick behind the knees sometimes, that ( Read more... )

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Seconal, Spanish fly, Absinthe, Kerosene..Communicate with me, against and soaking into skin, communicate against hair to wove through the strands the beauty of language, elucidate what you want to say in the crook of my elbow, into soft flesh that flexs under the veins, whisper and write words along my arms downwards on to the inner palm.. over ( Read more... )

Love that I lie on floor extended, arms extended back past my shoulders parallel to each other in repose, to block out everything out but the soft inhalation in through the nose and out through the mouth, love that oxygen mingles in with tastebuds, saliva coated enamel and the tongue that can't stay down but flicks up inside to caress enamel ( Read more... )

I know you ( Read more... )

Im fracturing and Im wondering and this doesn't equal that.. and you aren't the iota that it should entail and Im.

silenceAnd she is beautiful, Lucy is beautiful she lies on the floor dressed in scufflery and she bleeds and she cries but in that moment she is beautiful, godlike in theory, retribution in actuality ( Read more... )