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love, buy me love, i am tired of bodies, in still beds
love, give me love, i am tired of pleasure, i need truth
love, help me love, i am tired of working, i need love
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prostitute
love, buy me love, i am tired of bodies, in still beds
love, give me love, i am tired of pleasure, i need truth
love, help me love, i am tired of working, i need love
don't believe in love
i never believed in love it was just passing feelings a bundle of emotions dissipating once over
i never believed in love it was just bodily senses a bundle of sensations disappearing once out of touch
i never believed in love it was just wishful thinking a bundle of just thoughts disengaging once out of attention
but then there was you
Good Night
Espresso.
You are a cup full of wonder The one that could get me past this night The smell of your concoction fills me up With a desire to wonder even more
I could be as busy as a bee But all of that business just fades When you fill up my mouth With a bittersweet I came to love.
As I went on in the middle of the night Your company saves me From the harsh reality that sets me apart In a world full of tiring work.
october
old books white shirt carry you in my heart
new books curly hair carry me in clouds
crowded room all i see is you falling all over your haunting eyes
crowded room all i see is you in smiling face i run to you again
same
same eyes same hair i look up
same dream same team i look up
same thoughts same feels i look up
empty words empty mind i'll kill him
June 2013 KTM Kathmandu Nepal Swayambhunath
© KOJI ARAKI Art Works
Daily life and every small thing is the gate to the universe :)
all that
a book once said, “I don't know how I can be so ambitious and so lazy at the same time.” i am all that
a song once said, "I've been having a hard time adjusting I had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting" i am all that
will you still love me when i'm no longer ambitious?
will you still love me when all my dreams disappear?
will you still love me when i've lost all hope?
will you still love me when i'm no longer shiny?
a man once said, "you no longer love me the same way and i hate myself for it." i am all that
a woman once said, "you no longer give me the love I deserve in the darkest night, i am all alone." you are all that
trust no one
i trust no one in this lifetime i am alone
i trust no one in every passing day i am in silence
i trust no one they'll take me away i am already dead
⬛️⬜️ gray matter
Guilty
I am not the sinner You think I am I am not the saint, You wish I am
But I am trying I am trying to accept who you are But I am trying I am trying to let go of the past
Our friendship may never be the same But I am guilty of things: First, I was afraid to accept who you are Second, I didn’t say a word that I have already accepted you
Chicago, Illinois, 2018
© Mara Mitchell
Matching Hypothesis.
We’re the same, I like that about us. We may look different, But we’re the same.
We’re the same, I love that about us, Everybody may think otherwise, But we’re the same.
I guess that’s why I love you, We’re different, But we’re still the same, I just love you.
Boundaries.
We run as fast as we can, Letting the words flow out of our bodies, Starting the run down of a partition that can Either divide us or float us in the world of an abyss.
We walked through worlds of chaos, Without us knowing we could be something, Even someone we never knew we can That demarcation line unfolds as we trapped ourselves in hugs
And as I spoke the words that could either make or break, The partition dissolves as it turns into something Much more bigger than ourselves It is the feeling of love that divided our boundaries.
"Child of North Carolina sharecropper, North Carolina." Photo by Arthur Rothstein, 1935. From The New York Public Library.
trust
break me then chase me i trusted you
drown me then left me i trusted you
kill me then hide me i trusted you
left in the ocean never crying once my body sinking
i trusted you