Singing Me To Sh’poa

Singing me to sing

[serasapphsirena]

who am i?

…really

what do i want?

…really

am i the one who doesn’t know the answer?

or am i the one who does know but won’t say till the one who doesn’t know, knows the answer?

or am i the one who doesn’t care about the answer

do i care?

…really

if i do care what do i even care about?

…really

[serasapphsirena]

Cat in the hat or maybe the cheshire tree she split my brain into three, two, one, piece

[serasapphsirena]

This is real

This is me

This is xactly where im supposed to be now

[serasapphsirena]

Yeah,

Well,

I might smile

Perhaps if you showed up on my door step

Maybe,

If you came n found me this time

Im a lil yin kid you see

i only want what wants me and acts upon on it.

not to be acted out tho

as life would have it

we learned that the hard way

, you know

I give so much priority to whom are sure with me

and too much to those who only reflected not

reciprocated it back to me

Maybe come back to me

But please…

Only if you please

[serasapphsirena]

I dont think I’d smile if I saw you.

And I love you.

,too.

[dzianywelur]

[serasapphsirena]

let the thoughts of past loves float by like flowers in the wind.

some you simply witness as they fly by, and some come by to be caught in your hand for a kiss before being sent off again.

maybe that’s all love is, kissing flowers as they float by with the wind.

[ether--net]

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Fontainebleau State Park, Louisiana by Lana Gramlich

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Björk - Pagan Poetry. Shot by Nick Knight, dress by Alexander McQueen

[serasapphsirena]

so you think you’ve seen me?

[cyberglittter]

bhavya ramesh

[serasapphsirena]

“did you hear about the slaughtered bird that was here yesterday, there was no blood tho it was weird”

[oldwinesoul]

All people are driven to the point of eating their gods, after a time.

—Margaret Atwood, excerpt from Eating Snake

[cat-sessorize]

[lovesickbrat]