thqh i'm freezing my ass off right now, my window's open and i'm too lazy to close it. i want more beer.
collateral damage; i am still alive, cold.
saccharine warmth escapes through the tips of
my fingers, toes, and dances its way through my lips.
barely missing your laughing half moons.
the rare sight of it on a spring afternoon.
autumn, i laugh at the soft leaves, flutter.
falling at the sight of you a thousand miles away.
leaking, tangerine bitterness, in each bite of a sweet pea.
a canned sweet peas.
the terrarium, our terrarium, soiled with mutuality.
that is a rather harsh word.
rocks; solid; dead separating the living roots and dark.
seeping roots, cracks and crannys.
touching, grazing, keeping me breathing, breath.
sunshine, flowers; smiles, mortality.
forgetfullness; your brightness.
knitted scarf; you still exist, cold.
jinnie