-you are.
I can twist what I see of you,
attach myself to
a detached empathy warfare life
my weapon of choice is a dream I can turn you into
you are a spaceship way up high
blinking rudely at night
I don't know your name and I shouldn't have guessed it
so long as the sunset comes
eerie night and lemonade sun
devoid of hope and embraced in song
I shouldn't have to guess it
-s's.
when you're about to say something to me, I know while you're mustering up all of your words, I know Before you lean in to tell me a secret, you glow I can tell when you want to be by my side, you glisten each time, I know
-s's.
living isn’t all that’s on my mind…
-s’s.
But I'd want
you to know
I'd happily
dissolve
I don't have
much more to do,
I'll tell you
that, yes,
I'll happily dissolve
-s's.
raspy voice within a song
go ahead, take me away
and whereto, you would want to go
my witnesses are futile now that I fell into all this
my case is ruined
no need to testify now, I'll live inside your truth
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951
-s’s.
you're the deep blue diamond sky above my head
when the world keeps spinning and I keep wishing I was dead.
-s's.
/I want.../(porcelain clash)/
-s's.