Tuesday, 23 June 2015

apocalypse

i kiss your temple in my
temporary and black spider
eyelashes are smudged with
vein like tornados. incognito
heirloom detailed with nostalgic
typewritten paper. paper written
with me writing with your
stems.
shortened hands and sexed folded
asleep. affixed repetition and salvaged
carbon smiles; we were a once upon
a time and now we are everything
in nothingness.  lazarus effect was gone
tomorrow and is here on our
yesterday. 

granted avalanche

when we arrived  the amulet was damaged and  broke the moments erased. the moment you get out of that. it has left our warped feeling of wha...