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Jetson Cole| 32 | he/him | trans

somewhere between a love poem & a warning

survivor turned soft thing, romantic turned realist

writing my way out, kissing ghosts, picking flowers for no one

currently: healing, yearning, unlearning

found: near creeks, dive bars, & open wounds

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Some days are a lil more yee than haww

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equestrian-vagabond

POV we’re in the walk-in after hours doing “inventory”

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velartis

Franz Kafka, 1912

The flame shakes like it knows I don’t have steady hands anymore. My fingers don’t feel like mine anymore. Eyes half shut, heavy as bricks, I don’t even know if I’m trying to stay awake or hoping I don’t. The joint hangs there, stupid little crutch, waiting for fire like it matters.

Wax dripping, slow, slow, slow.. mocking me, counting down. Everything in this room whispers. Books, bottles, shadows.. they’ve all seen me like this before. They know.

I lean in. Smoke kisses me back but it’s empty, hollow. I keep pretending it fills me, but it just burns. Burns and fades. Always fades. My chest feels like it’s full of ghosts.

I smirk. I always smirk. A mask, cheap and cracked, but it fools no one. Not even me. The flame paints me bright for a second holy, almost, then sputters. Gone. I’m gone too.

A shadow. A mess. High enough to float but too tired to care if I crash.

venusbutch

sorry if I seem a little distracted today I was desperately jerking off to your pictures last night, yeah I was rutting into my hand until I was flush and panting out your name. my head rolled back in pleasure at one point, I mean it just feels so good to get off to you, I actually came into my boxers and made a huge mess. yeah it’s honestly kind of embarrassing how quickly I finished thinking about you. so if I seem a little off today you know why.