Er @eroutofmylungs - Tumblr Blog

I swallow cayenne,

Clearing my coated tongue,

Rivers carve their way,

Into my eroded pores,

Electricity shoots from my palm,

To close my fist,

My lips harden,

Turning into damns,

It's all I've ever know,

How to be a ticking time bomb.

-me

The other half of art things

Just art things

Everything comes together and it's magical.

You Are Alive, But Are You Living? 2025

I took the photo back in June during Denver pride.

When I look into my eyes,

What do I see?

A boy?

A girl?

They mean nothing to me,

Because I see a soul,

The Color of a wine-dark sea,

Dancing with my duality.

-Me

There's always room to deviate from the script

Er