Jan 22, 2022
When Platon Karataev said "My words are stumbling rope dancers on the cords between our hearts" and "an exile into the silence written on ancient sherds an exile behind the meaning of the words these words unspoken sleep beneath my tongue that there's always some madness in love" and "stars are bruises on the sky" and "scream as loud as you can the season of singing has come" and "we hold onto eachother like fallen leaves on frozen ground" and "our faces stroked by the fall freezing we're just small atoms who blindly crawl toward eachother after all" and "look at these frozen bones on the sky we call them stars but that's a lie" and "I'm a splinter in god's numb palm"