michebelle

Me, myself, and I

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[east-of-nowhere]

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[michebelle]

The sun sets but all I can think of is

The grease beneath my fingernails

You look at me but through your red eyes

All I feel is lonely

I want some strong arms to hold me

Feed me sweet words of truth

Like when lips meet fingertips

But strawberries rot on a hot day

You missed the sweetest climax

Sunburnt turns into toasted oats on my skin

Little white lines I admire in private

Loose curls collected on my wrist

From the escaped winds of the open windows

I’m the reason heaven doesn’t have ghosts

There is a film settling over routine

Filthy and strained within my smile

Do you wonder what goes on beneath it?

The salt of my skin

The sweetness that lingers through the burn

A mouth searching for an echo

The curves of the full moon

Do you love?

Or do you just recognize her reflection in the light?

[ssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]

jenny holzer at the guggenheim last year

[brisklynj]

[amandla]

[samuraicatt]

[madamvampire]

[mothprincess]

*rips open chest w hands* where is the poem

[leahberman]

bixby blue; big sur, california

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[gengario]

whoops lost myself for about eight years there