October 2010
3 posts
illicitly i spoke: perfect picture. →
burymywords:
in my dreams wherever they might be wherever we might be i am sitting across from you at the diner and you have this look in your eyes like you don’t know how to be around me and read the menu as i take pictures of the salt&pepper shaker, napkin holder, packets of sugar, snap snap snap snap. then…
a sapphic that’s not quite a sapphic
burymywords:
Friend, you’ve never backstabbed me, even when the
arrows rained from heavenly skies and took your
breath to distant places, Apollo’s creed that
fell upon your quivering body. Now I
weep in stanzas that fill my
.
soul with only many regrets, like how the
sun would shine but all I could see was beauty,
yours surpassing all, yet a fool that let the
tides destroy the light of...
michelle, ma belle.
these are words that go together well, tres bien ensemble.