PlasticityI am malleable (unwillingly) I mold to match their motivations (misguided)Plasticity
But with one I've found, we (mutually) mix and match and mold together (willingly).
Fantasy and FidelityHere, Let us hear the moans and cries and screams of others, their scripted whispers and their faked shudders.Fantasy and Fidelity
Here, Let us take a peek at the sleek and seamless silicone,
the shining, oiled skin of
the unattainable.
While there awaits another with a body of wonder, who does not look
like every other.
With arms that wrap around your waist and a scent and taste
that only you have had the chance to discover and unlace.
With lips that brush your face,
and life-filled eyes that embrace all of you
Keep it a SecretI admit that I often reminisce of the melancholyKeep it a Secret
that once was a part of me.
And I sometimes miss the desperation and dismay that I had come to call my own.
I am not moved by the sun in the trees or the flowers that grow with ease.
It seems I prefer the howling wind, walls of rain, sleet, or snow
And losing myself in the fog.
I never thought that happiness
could be a disappointment.
LoveNibbles
A little fireA little fire. Like— one close to a faucet.A little fire
The kind a culinary artist —would put out. I have nothing
long enough to process it.
So tightly I hold on
to cool, to what becomes
a little fire: —the bottle, my inks, a laugh that I
disconnect from the world, the loss of
a family member, what was—
supposed to be.
A crime of passion in that solid arch was a laugh, its
—merit was, between us, a little fire.
For logs, albeit their
sensual restraints, have no long comfort. They tu
Reading Journal Entries
Compassion
I'm gonna live forever
then they'll remember my name
remember remember remember remember
remember remember remember remember
FAV!
*roaring applause*
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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
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I'm not going to ask you to,
but it would be nice,
if my gallery had visit from you.
t'ank yau
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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
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I'm not going to ask you to,
but it would be nice,
if my gallery had visit from you.
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