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scratching on the skin of something great
the pain must be delayed
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up late
an echo in the back of the brain
con cave
scratching on the skin of something great
the pain must be delayed
although the fog covered the better half of the treeline in my window, i was convinced i would see you if i stared longingly enough. this was where i spent weeks on end, waiting for you to appear betwixt the willows. sometimes i would get derailed by a woodland creature or some new war of words being waged over the waves in the air, but i tried my hardest not to be caught by the widow who lived down the road and walks past as if it were her lifeās work. i guess weāve never really spoken so iām not to say it wouldnāt go well, but itās so much easier to be inside this home than risk being known by a stranger.
but today. today, i daydreamed a moment too much and she had me out in the open. she looked at me and said āI donāt know that weāve met. Who are you?ā and so i let her in on love letters, long summers, loss, and everything else we learned together. i may have gotten carried away as night began to fall. i apologized and assured her she could carry on if needed. she responded āDarling, donāt worry. My time isnāt important, Iāve had so much of it. You havenāt yet had the time of your life, do with it whatever youād like.ā
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i released an album of spoken word poetry for my birthday titled 128, itās on drakethomas.bandcamp.com please download and listen, thank you :)
I WROTE YOU A POEM ON THE PALM OF YOUR HAND IT WORE OFF BEFORE YOU READ IT I WROTE YOU A LETTER, I DONT KNOW IF I PUT ON THE POSTAGE STAMP IF I HAD A PLANE I WOULD CRASH IN A BIG FIELD WHERE NO ONE WOULD FIND ME NO, NO I WOULD CRASH INTO THE OCEAN AND IF I HAD A BOAT I WOULD DRIVE THAT SHIT ONTO THE BEACH I WROTE YOU A SUICIDE NOTE, YOU CAN USE IT WHENEVER YOU WANT I WROTE YOU A EULOGY, I THINK THAT YOUāLL LIKE IT DO YOU STILL BELIEVE YOU GROW? AND IF YOU DONāT, DO YOU NEED A RIDE HOME? I SAW YOU MAKING EYES, SLOW CLIMB TO OPEN THIGHS , WEāRE BOTH HOPING THAT THE MOMENTāS RIGHT BUT I DONāT KNOW, IāM PRETTY HIGH I WROTE YOU A LOVE POEM IN TOBACCO LEAVES IT SAID "IF I EVER HAVE TO LEAVE, IM TAKING YOUR ASS WITH ME" PACK LIGHTLY, I DONT THINK ILL MAKE IT TO SEE THIRTY I'D LOVE TO SEE YOU WHEN THE SUNāS SETTING I HAD NO IDEA THESE DEAD WORDS WERE SO UPSETTING, YOU COULD HAVE SAID SOMETHING
yesterday she loved me, today she hates me again in chasing the wind, i only became afraid of the spin. if you're focused on saving your skin, satan can win, that's just the way that it is. aināt fate a bitch?