Apr 25, 2019
“No, the moon isn’t haunted. It’s just another of my treasures. Rider. Can you still remember the taste of the moonlit wine? The best you ever had.”
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“No, the moon isn’t haunted. It’s just another of my treasures. Rider. Can you still remember the taste of the moonlit wine? The best you ever had.”
i want / something bitter and sweet / like the taste of your lips / the chocolate you fed me. i want / to run until my lungs collapse / and make black holes in my chest / until i can swallow myself from the inside out. / i will say “i’m sorry / that my world is not yours / that my lips cannot make the shape / of your mouth / i’m sorry / i’m sorry / i’m sorry” / until the words stop falling from me / dripping like the last dregs / until i can open my mouth / and the only thing to come out / is blood. i want / something unhealthy / something that smells like whiskey and burnt hair / and cuts as deep as your nails in my skin / your teeth on my lips / your words in my mind. i want / you.
lonely night musings // dvl
tree trunk teeth reaching / for the sun buried in the back of your throat / decompose
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