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Eleanor Rigby Sep 2017
i am lying on my stomach
starring at the blue elephant prints on this duvet
i got from Sri Lanka last year. and there's
a small voice in my head
that says to me, do not fall in love again.

but i do it it anyway.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Jun 2017
it's terribly humid
and this cigarette
is terribly harmful
this life is horrid
it's terribly horrid.

and i terribly die
each time
you kiss my forrid.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Jun 2017
Our minds collapse at the speed of fire
Spreading in the dry forest of our pasts
The dungeons melt into one
And my soul is not mine alone
Now that we've met, it's ours.

You speak the words my mouth hungers for
I seek the moon which longs for your howls
Day and night
At night, alone,
I know you're home.

Burning with desire and lust
You look at me with fiery eyes

Where does the light come from
And where does it go.

I don't know.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Jun 2017
There's a moon in the sky
And a few stars too.

Which of them is you?


-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Mar 2017
Billions and billions
Of possibilities
In a restless, uncertain world.
Your eyes meet mine
And I couldn't think
Of another pair
That could make me
As certain.


-- Eleanor
Eleanor Rigby Mar 2017
From a distance behind glass doors
There he moves elegantly
Then disappears from my sight.

Suddenly at a time and a place
Quite in synch
He smiles at me
A shy smile like never before
Behind no glass door.

Then disappears from my sight
Again.


-- Eleanor
The Boy In the Red Shirt
Eleanor Rigby Jan 2017
But the light
That beams
Is a beacon
In your eyes.


-- Eleanor
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