Say what you mean; mean what you say.

I'd never really understood this before.

I need the steady of you, and I'd give you anything
that I could cut with sweet precision from beneath my tender skin.

I can't find any space.

Presently, I fear that I have a less than tenacious grip on myself and my aspirations, and their consequential effect on my underlying happiness.

Ne sois pas découragé. Tu n'es pas oublié.

I'm sitting in a room of boxes
that I'm not ready to unpack.

I lifted up my face until
I was soaked with the ache of the sky

Acercate a mi


(Come closer)

(i've played for timelessness
with chips of when)

may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old

may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young

and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile

Everything is coming to a standstill around me. I don't think I'm built to withstand this pressure; to be a vulture, picking the carcass of the past.

I feel sick.

I'm done.

It is unspeakable.

just look at how the mountains
so very mighty
be sharp as razors at the top
they span the land + sea
but don't forget that though
majestic spires, capped with snow...
from every single grain of sand
is where they grow

I worship false gods.

Am I really all the things that are outside of me?

Right now, I need help. I need someone to care, more than I know how to ask.

Whenever you are next to me,
center of gravity,
can't feel both feet on the ground

You were told to bloom majestically

and love until your hands bleed.

Sane. Relatively. Warped. Figuratively. Elfin.

The A to D to C to B.

Ag'n

et

encore.