isn'tthatnice

I had a canoe that took me into the forest I read about. It was fleet and I asked no questions. I saw the careless embroidery of the sky above me. I was small. I was embracing. And I was dear all my life. My instrument is silent. I never learned to play. But it sits poised in my arms like an amber deer that I’ll give my life for. What does it sound like? Why haven’t I tried?

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I’ve digested my past but it’s left it’s claws lodged in me, like weapons I use them when I am pushed down.

But afterwards like swallowing knives I fold them back inside. 

I’ve ripped my eyes from the sky and the dead planets

I’ve grown a mollusk’s shell of indecision, 

a confused snail with no spiraling depths to unwind 

In my spare time I fold, paper clothes words feelings. 

I eat yogurt and smile. 

I have never wanted a future, 

I don’t care about what I want.  

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Love is a battle you cannot win, when you fall in love you lose.

I recognize the sense in this when he sleepily mumbles “I fight myself over it, but I still love you.”

“I guess that makes me the loser.”

And the hollow in my chest echoes bittersweet.

I’ve never fought myself over him, loving him is easy,

I’ve lost, I was right.

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(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XvMxJkTaE4I)

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Lorn - Acid Rain 

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V.E. Schwab, Vicious

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You can carry a knife and still trust everyone. Carry it in your mouth. Everytime you open it, We await the sharpening noise of worship. Cry out into the darkness The sermon that doesn’t cease: You cannot be abandoned. You can only be released.

Church of the Broken Axe Handle, by Derrick Brown. (via amandawhoa)

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ElectroSWING || Intended Immigration - We've Got What You Want (Wolfgang Lohr Remix) [Radio Edit]

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I still don’t remember. and I haven’t seen her once.

the words they are attached to pie. You sensitive little sunflower. massive mindcrumpet.

all those dark tea days. other then becoming evil,Someone to blame. I still don’t want to go to sleep.

Everyone here knows that deep.

I love that old one and I haven’t seen her once.

I’m done. I’m just being nice

the words have gone and they are beautiful for it.

still don’t want to and it was not a trap.

Often you oh and withdraw. I was worn out. I’m done. I’m done.