melodysnow

i’m drowning on the pavement and all the voices are repeating over and over and over again words i can’t make out i wanted to be something beautiful but my cells can only perform mechanical operations no stars supernovas oceans exist in me and the moon is like a hard knot in the sky bleeding ichor on his other side the sun flashes hot cancerous light blinding and i am blind nonexistent in the daylight invisible refracting the world around me repeating over and over and over again hard drum beats and tangled roots that reach out rhythmic dying in the cold winter sun god             oh god, i wanted to believe in something

the grooves of her old skin are filled with the forgotten languages of a thousand lost peoples, abandoned by gods trapped in their infancy. she carries the weight of these memories downstream and carves their stories into the sides of cliffs; but we have forgotten how to read her words— braille-spells and earthen-magick —her belly is full and sick, and we are illiterate children basking in the afterthought of our own ruin.

I followed you because I have no sense of time; the hands of the clock eat away at my footsteps. I was dazzled by the red smear of your taillight as you bowed to the earth and sped around the corner; the rush of vertigo took my breath away. The pressure of your hands on my thighs was reassuring, but your smile chipped away at the fragile trust I'd put in you; you made me nervous, blowing your cigarette smoke in the opposite direction— the bitter sting of glowing ash obscuring whatever you saw of me. I existed only outside your purview. What do I look like out of the cor |