my whole being is completely made up of every richard siken poem i’ve ever read
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my whole being is completely made up of every richard siken poem i’ve ever read
“a gentleness that comes, not from the absence of violence, but despite the abundance of it”
Sorry about the bony elbows,
Sorry we lived here,
Sorry about the scene
At the bottom of the stairwell
And how I ruined everything
By saying it out loud.
Especially that,
But I should have known. You see,
I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.
-Richard Siken
The way Wille could have just owned up to the tape and been done with it. BUT. “… the one with me and Simon.” “It was… a moment I didn’t want to share, so I lied about it.” He very clearly acknowledges Simon with a long gaze and that beautiful, sweet smile. If there was ever any public perception that this was merely a casual fling, he just squashed it right then and there. He made what could have been a simple admission into a declaration of “I love him” to the world.