save me from the walls, they’re caving in.
i bent over the gorge once and thought i saw your reflection in my own. i thought she was you for a while. flying, soaring, kneeling below the fires in our collective heart. i’m trying to believe the winter wasn’t that long and terrifying. where did you go after the chapter ended?
i miss your freedom.
infants are screaming in my lungs. i long for a touch of aspiration and belonging. what have we here? nine devils and a captain singing in a punch bowl. i need orange juice and egg nog candles and a bath. i want cigarettes and angel wings without rubber bands. i happened to find this place between us. whispers behind the door. in the closet. we are finally standing in our own perfect, blinding pain. i have found the only thing that matters in this madness.
shining tears and pillows, overwhelmed by you.