#zero study

[realzero]

9.18.22

Enjoying a slow day, working through some Representation Theory

[joypendants]

You are my broken left lung, my darling, and the trees are closing out your sky. You are CRACKED, SHATTERED, JAGGED –– all sharp edges and bruised knuckles,  purple, blue, yellow, red. You are my ragged wings, my love, and the clouds are swallowing you whole. You are damaged goods –– you are  DANGER, POISON, DEATH STILL BREATHING –– an intoxicating toxin that steals my breath away. You are my funeral pyre, my beloved, and for you I would happily burn forever. You are an open grave, gaping and hungry, all BLOODIED TEETH, SHARPENED CLAWS, red, silver, grey, and gone.

the tree’s roots stole you away. (CNS)