She is a mother to be
She is man’s abiding greed
She is birthing misery
Directed by he
Wild bird with an empty nest
Wings beating at her breast
It makes no difference
With state’s net ensnaring she
Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 7:02 PM UTC
Put me in Adam's place between
A lonely garden of barren bliss
And my love in the abyss.
I'd eat from the palm of her hand
And lick her forbidden fruit clean.
No gift could tie me to this land
But my shameful baby.
By my God, I'd gladly go banned.
Only need the blessing of my baby.
When you've already bit into sin,
There'd be nothing else to do,
But look satan's snake in the eyes, grin,
And greet the original fall with wide open arms.
All's well as long as I'm with you.
Towards hell's fires, I'd crawl.
Swim through the flames of the pyres.
No death I couldn't desire,
As long as I'm with you.
Jun 17, 2024
Jun 17, 2024 at 2:25 PM UTC
Put me in Adam's place between
The lonely grove of sweet bliss
Or her love in the abyss
I'll lick the forbidden fruit clean
Eat from the palm of her hand
No gift to tie me to this land
But my shameful baby
By my God, I'll go banned
Only blessed by my baby
When she's already gone to sin
There'd be nothing else to do
But look in snake's eyes and grin
And take the original fall
All's well as long as I have you
Towards hell's fire, I'd crawl
Swim through the flames of the pyres
Sleep upside down with the liars
All for my baby's love in the fire
Jun 16, 2024
Jun 16, 2024 at 6:35 PM UTC
Between lonely grove of sweet bliss
And love in the abyss
I’d eat the fruit from her hand
I’d turn the tide on promised land
Go nowhere without my woman
I find my heaven in her kiss
I’d greet hell gladly for her sin
Swim with flames of funeral pyres
Take in the hurricane and grin
Sleep upside down with the liars
All for my love’s sweet fire
Jun 15, 2024
Jun 15, 2024 at 11:38 PM UTC
The wound was wet
Your skin was salt
You felt at fault just under fleeing threat
The night we met
I've not left yet
Caught in this field where I can't forget
You begged a kiss
I tore away
Circling prey, hear my vulture hiss
The claws I miss
Your beak's sharp bliss
Feed on rusted pain, the end of this
The death of me
The time I haunt
My flesh torn gaunt, I won't fly towards free
Keep pecking debris
The sickness in me
I trace it back, to that night's last plea
Jun 13, 2024
Jun 13, 2024 at 3:13 PM UTC
My heart sings of your's.
The heart so fickle as to chose me **** Kindness, she is so nice!
The blue and red jewels of her rings smoke
In the windows, the mirrors
Are filling with smiles.
What is so real as the cry of a child?
A rabbit's cry may be wilder
But it has no soul.
Sugar can cure everything, so Kindness says.
Sugar is a necessary intake,
Its crystals a little poultice.
O kindness, kindness
Sweetly picking up pieces!
My Japanese silks, desperate butterflies,
May be pinned any minute, anesthetized.
And here you come, with a cup of tea
Wreathed in steam.
The blood jet is poetry,
There is no stopping it.
You hand me two children, two roses.
Feb 20, 2022
Feb 20, 2022 at 11:39 PM UTC
I have a man
Trapped in my web
Kind in his ways
I wish to cocoon him
Within gentle thread
That will tug at his legs
And tie him to me
Feb 20, 2022
Feb 20, 2022 at 11:39 PM UTC
Remember when you told me you thought you were incapable of loving someone or even liking them in an emotionally romantic way? Did u mean that?
Srry I know we haven’t talked in a while and this is kinda out of the blue but i realized i feel the same way
it’s like i try to connect with someone on that level, that intimate level, where i try to let them in enough to where i feel like they can really see me, and then i just hit a wall
but i feel like i’m always working towards that connection. you know? like everyone wants to be seen.
but it’s stupid because every time i get close enough to that vulnerable visibility i can’t bare to be around that person anymore. every bit of my body revolts and i have to get away from anyone who could possibly see me. i have to get as far away as possible as fast as possible
and i always thought it was just a case of the wrong person
that they weren’t the right one the one who would make me feel comfortable enough
and the next one i picked would be better
but it’s never like that
and maybe it’s not the other person
maybe they’re just doing and feeling what two people who are romantically involved should do and should feel
maybe i’m in the wrong
like i don’t think i can love someone because being close to people makes me feel disgusted with myself
anyways what i’m saying is if u do feel like that i think i get it
Dec 16, 2021
Dec 16, 2021 at 3:04 AM UTC
I want to always sleep beneath the weight
Of your soul. I want to never have the knowledge of being naked.
I want to run without breathing.
I want to greet the sea and the sea’s mother,
Space. I want a mouth full of mountain wind.
I want you to feel that i am just as beautiful and fleeting. If the wind has the advantage of existing through everything and with nothing,
I want to step across fall leaves and not make a sound.
I want to welcome you home, without
you feeling the strangeness of my presence.
I want to exist with you
And when apart miss you. I want to lose myself
In low-hanging and unmoving fog. I want to lose
My physical form and have you never miss it.
I want to be the smoke in the fog.
I want to lose my vessel
With infinite possibility of folding in
And with infinite possibility of expanding out.
I want the freedom of infinite and invisible of movement.
I want my nerves to enclose around you.
I want to feel every inch of you.
And I want you to be oblivious to my touch.
I want to be the moon you see in the pitch of night.
I want to be the crescent and the whole.
I want to be your everything and nothing.
I want to be the stillness in a clear pool of water,
But not the mirror. I do not want to have an image.
I do not want to be the tree.
I do not want to be the book or the fading picture.
I want to be the roots from which they came.
In our next life
I want to be bygone air, inhaled
and shaped in your lungs.
Oct 8, 2021
Oct 8, 2021 at 4:05 PM UTC
Ellis holding freedom ain’t what it seems
but you were full of such imaginative things
passing in the hallways all the vagrants stopped to whisper
Say that girl’s going to live inside an american dream
pen and paper wind set to sweep her out to sea at ten
And so she believed them
she made up a name for herself and set sail to dock
there is nothing as free as a blank page
but just before her name could hit the wave
a man came along, said he knew all about the land of the brave
And when he looked at her, she never felt so seen
he felt all of her and still had himself to gain
and in ship’s night they’d stare up at the empty sky
dreaming up his life
Said he’d take her to the city
let the lights fill her sky
teach her the maps he’d memorize
And so she believed him
going around the streets she hid behind him
did away with herself and gained a half hearted love
and for a time half can be enough
it’s always that way when you’ve never had love to start
But it’s so hard to be in love when you’re the only one to lose themselves
lose your american dreams in sacrifice to the real thing
what an unimaginable fate
So the girl grows old
built his house and his home
and never did write all her pen paper dreams
but at least she had half a heart
even if it wasn’t hers
i guess ellis holding freedom ain’t what it seems
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 9:24 PM UTC