-s's.
anything to be as effervescent as this light
Now, screaming at the black walls
This is all I want and all I was taught
Wonderful things bursting at the seams
I wonder if anyone actually watches me
-s’s.
before your afterlife you choose to be your own type of fire that could both keep you warm and torture you tonight
Butterflies flutter
Flowers frolic, silken threads
Hold me as I sleep
🍄 day 5 of gratitude haiku
something in soft wind
something in lockets
women in frost
fleeing the country
A little bit lost
it felt
-s’s.
living isn’t all that’s on my mind…
-s’s.
and the stars are fitting, in the ice blue city Atmosphere of light and dust, I breathe through the magic of us
-s's.
I’m part of a crack; an idea that you lack
and I’ve bought myself down into mystery
Inviting in dreams I’ll have to look over
Bringing them in
—again and again
but it’s nothing like what’s coming
nothing is like this cruel ending
-s’s.
-s's.
-s's.