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337 · Dec 2019
II
Ederae Dec 2019
II
I've quarantined this tenderness for now
Of failure, evolved away
Not for the weariness of blood,
Coiled upon our ivory
Not for the reeling about it all,
Painting them with quiet eyes

Please.
I never wanted to know about this.

All I used to need was a shadow
Not for rest
For food, fruit
For time sulking further into the earth
My love, it was all I ever wanted
But a world without end
248 · Jul 2019
I
Ederae Jul 2019
I
Theres something here that wasn’t there before
Metal in the ground, and its people
Watching as it caves in
A porcelain signal to the root
Theres something here that wasn’t there before
Gravity, undone
I’ll be here when it tears itself to the floor
In ruins, and in figures making vows in smoke
There was something here that isn’t anymore

— The End —