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Nibbling Sedum
tune in next week, for more………..….…….vaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan
on bez
and driving along just a normal autumn road, with the sun so bright it is like a song, and the leaves a symphony, and you feel free, even though she’s eating diesel and spitting smoke, you feel free with it, you feel like anything is possible, you are the forest passing by
we live in grope
graveyard detail
i picture dew
i pictured you
tiny lover
lullaby of the year before last
we came back
dog nose thrust
to the ground
i am as human as
a desire for losing
we spoke about, nurturing
we were talking sexuality
capacity for pleasure
matter
the opposite she said
how comfort and fear can become
i think about jolting
speared horses
flank seems to derive from
i think of the bones
skin i can almost sense shining, like
diamond
i feel my heart, feel
the trick
that teaches we are less
between blood and sea and the salt
i want to take
to the water
stick pins and let
flow
a lullaby
it’s work
dreams quiet moments robins attention the sunset through the kitchen door bad weather dew air cobblestones night time the sea coffee
talk mementoes around gravestones monotony the daily mail weak humour custom exhaustion helplessness bins traffic bedsheets crap
dark clouds moving cross a darkened window cross a darker sky
morning exposure
if we journey into pleasure, we can see differently
if we forget what we know, we can be closer
if we move out of our own way, we can make space for ourselves and others
if we feel...
i imagine a film of running, slowed down, through the country park, blurred and slow, exposed, candid shots of land in passing, of a candid moment, running is moving into pleasure
i picture the opposite, slow in the rain, in waterproofs, through the air
i picture mucus, saliva, dripping from a mouth in wetness, in dew
i picture dew, holding the morning and singing, with your eyes just a centimeter from the ground
making love with dirt and morning exposure
The washing up made me cry today
I have to stop calling you up and pretending I don’t miss
I left my arms inside the hot water and wept
I have to stop pretending I don’t feel los/st
The last time
the last
time
and the last
there’s no pretending
only feeling
and I can’t stop it
can’t stop it
I am being sad
now i have eaten tea and have moved on, for now
the now
“Not knowing is most intimate, so how can I be most intimate...? With myself, with my painting, with my friends and companions, with the person on the other side.”
Rinzan Pechovnik Osho, The No Rank Zendo Podcast, Meeting a Man of Tao on the Way
slug drip
slug and moon are playing
(absolute, relational)
I still miss you,
or I miss something, I miss a memory, there is nostalgia, there are so many things
I could write an ocean of missing
I could write an ocean of being held
I could write an ocean in and outside of myself, of dreams tied together and sighs, of unthinking moments of bliss, of falsehoods, truths and silence
I could write all this and I could write every angered poem of small furies I have reeled off over days
and they would all be true
I could write I feel better
I could write I am stronger
I could also write I am lost
and each day I am avoiding each day embracing and each day my arms are open and my eyes are closed and I am praying for a wind that is sweet
and things are still soon, a past lover got in touch with me, we haven’t been lovers for 5 years, and I am worry, I will lose myself, my health, my heart, my strength, my hope
How I want to keep you, some part of you, some sweetness, some love
How I am afraid
How I am tired
how I am wanting
to love
when they ask, what are you running from
I am not running from
but I am running with
aching heart and
tiredness feeling
a place gone
I am running into place
and out of I am running from
darkness
I am running with love
I am running into love
when I run
I am running into love
I am running into the rain
and forest
into my body
arms
into my feet and nerves
blood pulsing
heart pumping
I am running into wind and air
water
cold
hot
I am running into
feeling
I am running out of
emptiness
I am emptying
my lungs
I am running in to
softness
I am flinging
open
the spaces
between my chest
ribs
collarbone
layers of muscle
I am feeding
on the world
I am giving
my soul
I am giving
it all
to you
don’t you see
I am running
for you
soft view
she reached toward me