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mom, dad, i beseech, mayst i receive,
upon thy stop at the station of gas,
salted mcdonalds,
spi fingers, cen
ral          and pa      tri
toma        sty          ro
to              flow           uge
lemon tangos  on the dewdrops of my tongue --
musky gold, the first kiss yet to unfold, without the panic
(where should i put my eyes?tooquicktooslow)
But completely unconditional, umami, unending glow.
yay!
red shrimp, garlic-studded,
curled upon themselves
heads and tales raised up to the sky, black eyes
melting,
shell
cracking.
snap.
They plead.
They die.
fish-sama Sep 14
three
two
one
haven't seen you
face-to-face this month,
wanna facetime?
too embarassing?
haha~
thinking,
missing,
longing,
dreaming,
nostalgic,
am i falling?
i dunno, honestly,
is it real love?
something I'll give up
eventually?
does it matter?
you've been busy,
so thanks for the
picture of you with your friends
falling on the ground
laughing
haha...
i wish i was there
across the moon
200km
my darling.
to the same person I wrote "anapestic tetrameter" for :)
fish-sama Sep 12
There is a subtle emptiness
Placing a shutter, blankest white
Before the dripping ink of night
Cupped in the brown they call my eyes.
The pounding of a silent voice
Upon the bottom of my mind.
A wordless tremble in my hands,
Some concrete in my smile.
Oh well, I murmured to the voice,
What matter if I don’t rejoice?
A passing whim, a selfish choice,
Then I’ll be fine tomorrow.

  The giants, oh! They raise their arms,
  Pulling the membrane off the moon,
  Unveiling core of blinding light,
  A blossom of sundews.
  My giant! Love! A chandelier,
  Glaring upon my feverish skull,
  Your smile of stone and eyes of ink,
  Thee is a subtle emptiness,
  My dear, you truly make me sick,
  Both arrogance and self-hatred,
  An inner eye that never blinks,
  That never looks outside yourself.
fish-sama Sep 4
I love your pink cat plushie
I love you!
Pretty, cute, feather-stepped
A fine gentleman, you are!
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