murder of crows

ending.

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[charnel-grounds]

Benjamin König, “Drei”

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time goes wrong and backwards

[kleinefreiheiten]

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i was two sided

one the other

the other me

take other the

grey the light

the back

the black, the glow

the glow

[spookingstand]

The world felt heavy with sorrow.

'The Ferryman', by me, 2024

Check out my etsy store! I may sell prints of this one soon :)

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the clouds filled with gloom

[petaltexturedskies]

Ingeborg Bachmann, from "Eyes to Wonder" in Three Paths to the Lake

[pillboxprincess]

you gross nasty freak wanna hangout

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need a sexy friend to do drugs with

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my dreams and reality move as one

and intertwine like starlight and an eye

[kuinesis-deactivated20190107]

Yugo Kohrogi mouth paintings

[disintegrationinsilence]

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i want a love that is bleeding, intensely sexual.

that moves my body and earth into form

[requiem-on-water]

Great Tales Of Horror And Suspense (1974) by Harry Borgman

[requiem-on-water]

Wind from the Sea (1947) by Andrew Wyeth

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last night i dreamt the fog came for me, through my window like a running, speeding train, spread throughout me and filled my lungs with that scent and taste of white

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the only time i have felt god

is in the crowd

when the music is louder than the machine

in my head

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and i feel it again, all at once, the same crunching, the same sparking, tightening inside me, for a life that isnt mine, that can never be mine, because it is not my life, and the world is burning, burning, and my timing is cursed. What has been left to me? what am i leaving behind? our hyperdigital, hypercapitilistic, ingenuine, all for likes and clicks, no love, no passion, no more art, no more life, no more freedom

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i am floating

fingertips

purpled, my time

leaking through my hands

like sand

the reflection of ocean

swaying outside, wind becomes water,

you sigh next to me and roll over in bed

i start to forget