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@inkyprints
Dreams unfold into metallic entanglement.
Lights and numbers speed by.
A hand hold, a foot grip.
I know not the wish you said.
Getting off at an abandoned station.
Left physically with only a passenger manifest.
Left internally with a migraine.
Lamenting the time spent traveling.
Come now, I’ll never get this right.
You know I broke the compass,
Snapped the divination rod.
Fate made with an uncertain blade.
I’m just a fool…
On parade.
Collateral
Is that you or my ear ringing?
Calling my name or shaming me?
I don’t really care either way.
Comfort or misery are equal parts intriguing.
A metal rivet holding my spine in place.
Maybe you can weld on more stability.
For a spirit that remains untethered.
It’s better to fall in love and just throw everything else away.
Flame out.
Happens to all of us.
The light won’t be enough.
Surrender.
I can’t feel you
Does that mean you’re not real?
I turned myself inward to close my eyes.
The windows are shut and the door is locked.
My hearts been put up on the mantle.
I still float back to you.
The one who was,
The one who could have been,
And the one that never was.
Remorse and relief.
I’ve never forgotten the words you said.
I was but a youth awash in feelings
I couldn’t hope to understand.
I left you and never forgave myself.
For setting you free.
For clipping your wings.
And for coveting your feathers.
You aren’t an angel,
But I could of sworn that was a halo
You held over your head.
Release me from your snare.
Sometimes you’re meant to hold on.
Sometimes you’re meant to let go.
Tis the nature of love.
If only you saw what I’ve become.
Maybe you’d be proud.
mysterious sandy sea beach at night. full moon over scene on cold summer vacation season. beautiful view of waves washing the sand. generic image of seascape and sky for advertising background
Are you a book worn and read?
Or crisp and clean still on the shelf?
I find myself nestled in a bench.
Torn pages and coffee stains.
Tension is fun. The push and pull of enigmatic wonder.
I love the thin red line as a tether.
Pull pull pull.
You might like what you unwind.
Charles Bridge before dawn, Prague
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Yoshitaka Amano, Elric of Melniboné: Stormbringer, (1985)
If only
If only I knew you back then.
Maybe I wouldn’t be where I am right now.
If only you knew me back then…
Maybe you wouldn’t have to choke back pain.
But. We didn’t.
As we grew we made choices.
Delightful incendiary choices.
I wish we wouldn’t have had to set those beds on fire.
The fumes made my next love taste sour.
I wish we wouldn’t have broken that clock.
I liked to know when you’d fuck with me by the hour.
A foresight or just a fantasy.
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