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you told me i had oak lungs; prove it. make my chest heave and shudder like i've swallowed three hurricanes, i want to cough up the splinters of somebody else, somebody i only remember being.
give me something to love in all these swan eyes and bird bones and missing patches of hair and skin. give me something to love in all these things that are wrong with me.
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ii.
let me be the night; i want to hang the stars off unsuspecting planets, tackle constellations with the leftover rope. i want to decide whether the moon is worth it or not, whether any of this is worth it.
i'll leave the sky a depressed blue, steal the stars for myself, hide from the constellations, envy the moon's beauty. paint myself in self-centered points of light; my freckles will look ugly in comparison.
kiss the stars on my arms, darling.
tell me if they taste like frothy drinks with pretty names or like all those gritty stories that never end well. tell me if they taste like you and me.
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iii.
meet my eyes like you're meeting a stranger and hold your tongue like you're holding on for life; fall in love like you forgot your parachute and scream like the canyons are going deaf, like you're going deaf, like the whole world is going deaf because you deserve to be the last thing it ever hears. because you deserve to be the last thing i'll ever hear.
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Literature
you're never hopeless
you tell me you feel hopeless
as you talk with tired eyes-
the sky drips with black pen ink
poured on crystal cosmic lights
your eyes become black vacuums-
your words turn to somber sighs,
and I ask you: on the darkest of nights,
have you ever seen a starless sky?
Literature
Sunset
i saw Darkness chasing Light
hoping to devour her
To dye her sun-tipped feathers
into the dark abyss that was his own
Light was not to go down
not without a fight
Unleashing fire into the sky
painting it orange, red, and pink
But Darkness jumped
And swallowed her whole
then he spat out her glittering bones
that got caught inside his throat
Literature
there was something in the air that night.
when she kissed me, the taste of ashes
invaded the cavern of my mouth and rested, heavy
against the seabed of my lungs. i heard the shipwrecked sailors there
cry out,
angry they had been disturbed
without consent.
my mouth did not ask for an invader, my tongue
bit itself trying to scream protest but was silenced
by the smog on her breath.
i don't smoke,
but if i did i'd say she was the best packet of cigarettes
you could buy. problem is,
we poets make so many metaphors out of smoking we forget smoking
kills. it burns. it makes your windpipe
fold in on itself like the broken limbs of a
dead, blackened oak. it makes you feel good and
sile
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Title:
" splinters "
Prompt:
{ kiss the stars on her arms. }
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Number seventeen in my collab project with the exquisite .
And still I find inspiration in drowsydoe. I hope you don't mind~
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B-Side:
futures aren't all technologicalkiss the stars on her
arms and forget that
she is the girl after
me
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