#bipolarculture

[kitconmeowmeow]

I bet I can help you

Realize your potential

You are a boulder

You are

All of the snow

At the top of a mountain

You could destroy everything

You could be lava

And remake the landscape

[kitconmeowmeow]

All you had to do was exist

[kitconmeowmeow]

Night shift feels like...

Why is every salad so crunchy

Your hot pink scrunchi

Holding back

Exhausted frizzy Hair

From bloodshot sagging eyes

Beside me sleeping soundly

The behemoths take up most of the couch

Soft light and warm air

And we all stare off into space waiting for sunrise

And bright bushy tailed

‘Morning people’

To arrive

And relive us into this hot October day

[kitconmeowmeow]

Rose Quartz

Crystallize

My light stuck in you and falling through

And then there is nothing

Just a photograph

Just a negative

Just burned memories

Just I miss you

Growing over years

Crystallized tears and time

Making diamond shapes that cost nothing

I am drops in the bucket

I am ripples in your puddle

You are everything

I am just the passing breath on your cheek

Be with me

Or I am just

This tiny pebble

Amongst this sand

On any beach

[kitconmeowmeow]

Lunch Room Blues

I was worried about the sound

Of my swallows

You rattled bags and

Crunched chips

And scouched chairs

I wanted to to breathe warm air

But polluted by

Microwave smells and

No-head-phone worn videos

The tap tap tap of plastic spoons in plastic bowls

This old leather couch called my name

Sometimes it is quiet and warm and dark

Turns out, maybe, I do like being alone

[kitconmeowmeow]

Completely untethered

My sad skin sagging whethered

From lack of binding

Finding that the less you want me

The more I fall back into

Old ways

Days when I was not so good

Wouldn’t it be better

If I could just stay tethered to

You my love

Can’t you just let me

Be your girl?

[kitconmeowmeow]

That violent hot buzz

Rips through sweet warm you

Pressed up against my hot

Sleeping skin

Last night seeping up through the sheets

And soaks the air

And who cares about being late

Waiting between 8 minute reprieves

Until you really have to leave

And kiss my face

And kiss my tattoo

And tell me to sleep all day

How can I not still be in love

[kitconmeowmeow]

Better than everything else

In my eyes I see us folded together

like batter and butter and

Nothing is better

than falling into you

That blue sparkle hypnosis

Kaleidoscope, mouth so close

This night feels never ending

Spanning the space that never

Exits with kisses and hands and

God Damn, kid

Even fantasy can’t compare

To strong and sharp teeth bearing my soul, lord! out into yours

Faith restored and what’s more

So adored I might burst at my

Non-existent seams

Dreams do come true