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@fatamorganae
"But if the essence of time is change,
how can anything become nothing?
This was the question I asked myself. "
The story of a day, from Faithful and virtuous night, Louise Glück
Current mood: goths smiling in the summer 🌹🌋
Only one thing remained reachable, close and secure amid all losses: language. Yes, language. In spite of everything, it remained secure against loss. But it had to go through its own lack of answers, through terrifying silence, through the thousand darknesses of murderous speech. It went through. It gave me no words for what was happening, but went through it. Went through and could resurface, 'enriched' by it all
Paul Celan
But art is eternal, for it reveals the inner landscape, which is the soul of man.
Martha Graham - Blood Memory
Naturaletea e in ghimpi
What saves you?
I too claw at the skies
Tongue breaks bleeding
Lead heavy
Jaw ruptures
Like a block
I gush blood
Out of my throat
That is about to crack open
Mandible falls out
And then my teeth in a cascade
Of hard blood
I bid farewell
As I anticipate the end
Falling apart inside myself
The horror
Of experiencing your imminent death
I don't want to die
I keep crying
I'm terrified of eternal darkness
And silence
Alone
I haven't let enough light in my life
Please, I beg
Full of regrets
Empty of light
In another universe we would be a biverse
Wake me up when you've grown into manhood
Romance in reverse
You walk to me and then keep walking.
I have so much to tell you, but I can't even begin to name it. I find no words. They remain stuck in my throat and come out as sorrowful tears. You were my last dream of love. I put all hope in our togetherness. I am a laughable shadow without our intimacy. I loved and I still love you terribly, terrifyingly. I am afraid of my mind breaking. I dread not knowing where this is going to lead. I hate the need to contact you. I know I've hurt you badly, I also know you're using this against me and it's your source of closure. I wish I had the strength to not have you on my mind all the time, to not look for signs from you, to have you forget me so I too can move on... Forgive my impulses. Forgive everything I write you. I will keep you intact and unspoiled in my memory. I will immortalize this love by chaining it in my heart. It will rest there and you can be free of it.
Goodbye, my angel.
Mona Lisait
Listen to Over You by Vacant #np on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.com/vacantmusiclondon/over-you
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