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sarima12
23/F word vomit
sunny southwest skies might be graced with rain, if you ask politely bringing stinging droplets that kiss your newly blooming freckles the hairs on your arm prickling like that of the local flora and they may fawn and they may swoon the brevity enhancing its allure it’s the season of the monsoon gone as quickly as it arrived careful that you aren’t swept away with it and once the storm has been weathered it all looks so starkly different, contrastingly clear whether you want it to or not beautifully open southwest skies agape and hungrily looking as if they could swallow you alive to hold you tightly in a damp esophagus ever so warm and ever so welcoming
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Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 2:09 AM UTC
tucson
I think even the stars would be overstimulating so im seizing the silence amidst the rise and fall of strange conversations a newly discovered timbre magnified by the still subtlety of it all carried on the waves of the far reaching shadows, the glow of outstretched, open palms forever surrounded, circled by their watchful eye, we blink in tandem so we don't miss a thing the ground a soft pillow and the clouds a heavy blanket a bed that doesn't know sleep despite the symphonic lull that wants to take me under
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Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 1:21 PM UTC
silent solitude
surgical precision, succinct slices unnecessarily carved in my psyche so much for that oath you swore an affront to your patron saint Asclepius invasive; searching for something nonexistent stained scalpel forcing gnarled scars to bloom once more always denigrating the symptoms of disorders you diagnosed sections and segments for you to fix; always so self-sacrificial scolding and scalding in a way I began to see sentimentally so long to sadistic doctors, plagued by superstitions I’ll stick to simpler self-flagellation
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Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 1:19 PM UTC
sanctimonious
I want you to be sorry and you never will be. it's always the same I want and you deny I want and you lie, but I know about lying I'm adept. exceptional in the field. part of me thinks I learned from you, part of me knows I knew the whole time.
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Sep 22, 2025
Sep 22, 2025 at 1:16 PM UTC
liar
poised, but not pristine tender flesh exposed the soft underbelly on display trust incarnate marked by claws they've neglected to retract face burrowed in the crook of an elbow accompanied by a soft purring slinking around in the early morning crying out in hunger pawing and prying wanting for more
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Jan 9, 2025
Jan 9, 2025 at 12:14 AM UTC
feline
he begs and he pleads a boy who doesn't know what he wants and if I want to be used who am I to deprive an addict what's a little money, what's a little fix to someone who is eager to give? it's a cruel dichotomy, the two of us dancing in different time i do my best at the waltz while you step in the past not a symphony, no harmony, pure cacophony
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Sep 8, 2024
Sep 8, 2024 at 6:59 AM UTC
Untitled
sitting behind this white dodge caravan. between the rain and the burst of the red stop light in front of me, a reminder of an unscheduled opthalmologist appointment, I can't see a thing. I wonder what the driver would think if I pulled my car in front of him, swerving over from the turn lane, and speeding through the intersection. would they curse at the rainwater I sent splashing on to their car? the liquid connecting with a crash so loud they might flinch. and when they heard my engine rev, six cylinders, 0-60 just like that, would they think me a drunk? a fool? an impatient, reckless, mess of a driver? and would they be wrong, regardless? but tonight it feels like I've never been more sober, aware in away that makes my skin itch. maybe it's the weather, I might wonder, knowing it isn't. and when the light finally turns green, after what might've been an eternity or just a few seconds, and they drive past the scene of the accident, would they think "she deserved it".
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Sep 8, 2024
Sep 8, 2024 at 6:49 AM UTC
DD
i watched something that made me think of you though you would not like the comparison i heard something that reminded me of you a song you showed me you don't write me anymore and I don't want you to but I almost wish you would i used to catch the glint of your eyes at the edge of my open window "I can still see you even though you try to hide" you used to taunt maybe you watched something that reminded you of me I hope it was flattering though I'm sure it wasn't when you look towards the unsettled sea is there a glimpse of the blue in my eyes my laugh in the endless call of the seagulls my heartbeat in the footsteps along the boardwalk in the irritation from the sand caught in your sandals in the pungent stench of saltwater that permeates the skin part of me hoping it's you that I haunt
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Sep 8, 2024
Sep 8, 2024 at 6:42 AM UTC
taboo
I could kiss your forehead like you do to me but I'd be confirming something that isn't true some kind of fallacy an if:then statement that seems simpler than it is I keep myself at a distance that should be comfortable close enough to touch you but not close enough to mean anything your fingers are stained by another and mine are clean manicured pristine but I cling to you fingers tracing circles along your body nails digging into your skin and maybe you're tainting me infecting me with your sickness plagued by you by something that exists without a cure so I will have to endure something I should be adept at by now but you keep finding new ways to inflict pain on me something with which I will have to make do I want you to hate me I think I need it there's not another way I can see myself getting though this hurt me and I'll hurt you and I'll keep hurting you to the point of no return
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Nov 6, 2023
Nov 6, 2023 at 3:54 AM UTC
hurt
my cat has become rather partial to you and so have I white fur on black clothes it's glaring a part of me that you can't get rid of you'll wear me on your sleeve and wherever else so I'll wear you down like a mortar and pestle grinding and churning you'll try to hide me my bits and pieces strewn about in your wake treading through in your thick boots picking parts of me up only when you want them but I need them I'm lost without them my replacement parts and the greediness with which you handle them
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Oct 27, 2023
Oct 27, 2023 at 4:17 AM UTC
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