Tu m’as montrée qui tu es
La chose la plus généreuse que tu n’as jamais pu me donner
Comme ça
J’ai su que je n’avais aucun autre choix
Autre que partir.
Sep 21, 2025
Sep 21, 2025 at 9:15 AM UTC
I want what i knew
What has past
Gone like the food that left a stain
Memory
My body wears every
Second, still
I forget
Not because i want to
Despite my desperation
My memories move
On my mind
Walks through the lives
Like seasons past
You still there?
Sep 21, 2025
Sep 21, 2025 at 9:12 AM UTC
the canyons you carved
mains nues
like cracked earth
prend soin
break cycles between
ce qui est figé
surfaces and heavy skin
fixé pas coincé
now leaves and has left
seul à nouveau
reconfigures my vision
proving i never knew anything
et je saurai encore moins
me, i travel and pass past
de l'eau qui se jette sur
les bords du rocher
she reminds me of me
when i loved you
Aug 9, 2025
Aug 9, 2025 at 10:02 AM UTC
Talk to me about sadness
I want to tell you
But i ask you
To fill space
Fill me with you
For soon i will
Go, More words to suspend
Speak so i can swim
In the low light cavern of your mind
In the riptide of your tongue
Without hearing
Only seeing your shape shifting mouth
I am no longer leaving
I am staying
I am staying
Here
With you
As your tongue spins time like a bobbin
I rest
In the aimless needle
Knowing my spot on the quilt
There is a comfort in seeing my trace
My thread
Threads parallel to yours
In this moment
We are infinite
On this quilt
Entangled
Least i have something to remind me
Something to keep you close to me
I want to tell you
What?
scared of my own feelings
When i cant find their cowardly bodies
I let you keep talking
And you do, you keep us here, you keep me
close to the hearth in your heart
Until
Its done
Im walking away
And You're walking away
I don't look but i assume you are
Threads leaving the quilt just as they pierced it
Undone
through the blurry windshield of my pupils
Wind peeling the drops from my eyes
As i peddle away
Away from the end
Away from leaving
Away from death
Away from myself
Away from
You
Talk to me about sadness
So at least i'll know what to expect when i leave you
Will you do me that favor?
Aug 9, 2025
Aug 9, 2025 at 10:01 AM UTC
Placeless
Perhaps impossible
But without place
Is how I feel
My feelings
A place
Inside a place
I am a place
My place
Where
Pause and
Placed hands
Pace and
Trace
An outline of
Home
Aug 9, 2025
Aug 9, 2025 at 10:00 AM UTC
I want to
remember every sensation
taste every word
feel every look
touch every whisper
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 4:31 PM UTC