#highasbird

[prattlingsofabird]

the ants under my skin

they’ve made my place of rest a foraging ground

they march in line until they find what is being looked for and then swarm

have you ever seen ants work together?

an annoyance. a pest.

yet I’ve seen them swarm living baby birds that have fallen from their nest.

and they were successful.

of course - how can one being fight against hundreds of small ones, persistent ones at that?

they trail on me.

I can feel them.

yet there is not a single one there.

maybe I’m simply insane. maybe just a stressed human being. maybe I need a vacation.

uhm anyway enjoy song rec (note for like, biting sounds if that’s an ick)

Hello to my head - Stella Gray

[prattlingsofabird]

Where do we go from here?

When you’re running out of time

And the end is getting near?

Do we run?

Hide?

Let the time tick by?

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

So much do to.

So little you can.

Do you even know where you’re going?

Left?

Right?

Up?

Down?

Or are you staying put?

In the familiar?

Be warned that claws grab at your heels here

Trying to pull you down

down

down

So you can never leave

[prattlingsofabird]

uhm insert rawr ecks d

Oh I’ve been doing song recs with these right yeah?

the rot//rot by inuday

You’re the reason I don’t sleep

You’re the rot, rot

Agony is seeping through your teeth

[prattlingsofabird]

We sit in silence. You look at me. I look back. Each daring the other to start.

Time ticks by. Thoughts race.

A blink. Sigh. Movement out the corner of the eye.

A momentary distraction taken as a chance to escape.

You look back. I don’t.

Neither one of us will ever start. We will sit in silence until the end.

Looking at each other

Out of the window

Or pretending not to notice when being looked at

[prattlingsofabird]

I painted for the first time in a long time. It’s not what I set out to paint. I never paint things like this. Yet… it felt right. I don’t know.

I haven’t done art in so long as just creating felt nice even if it was just chaos.

Someone said it felt like a whirlwind of emotions and. Idk. It’s funny how people can see things in what is literally strokes of color on canvas.

The artist’s intent? None. I was jamming to Spotify. Spotify was going through its horny mode. But I’m always basically listening to Spotify. And half the time it’s on horny mode because I think I fucked up the poor ai dj on there lol. But we can’t sit in silence so yes, I will take whiplash songs as we shuffle between horny pop and murder suicide metal. And throw in some abba for shits and giggles.

Anyway stream girls with gills by Chloe moriondo

[prattlingsofabird]

Damnit what was the adult thought I was having it was actually really good and insightful for once

[prattlingsofabird]

I swear people keep knocking but there’s no one calling out or opening the door

[prattlingsofabird]

Who shouted and why?

It sounds like you’re in my head and I don’t like that