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as Alice poured her tears into an ocean I pour myself into him I surround myself in his arms for he is a ghost, a specter, absent of the living whispering in my head but the blisters on my feet from dancing with him in my dreams are far too real raw. to the boy who is taller than trees and brighter than the streetlight that shines through this distorted glass making this modern glitch in my room unearthly, unreal, ethereal, untouchable a virus of humanity, running in real time I put my juice boxes into briefcases and hope he notices the hemlines get shorter the nights get longer he passes me in the hallway and I watch him go I sit 130 feet in the air a carnival, a ferris wheel pas de cheval my mind trapezes to him I grow weary of jumping through hoops Is he afraid of heights? am I afraid of falling?
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 11:45 PM UTC
to sit in a silence more solemn than death.
as Alice poured her tears into an ocean I pour myself into him I surround myself in his arms for he is a ghost, a specter, absent of the living whispering in my head but the blisters on my feet from dancing with him in my dreams are far too real raw. to the boy who is taller than trees and brighter than the streetlight that shines through this distorted glass making this modern glitch in my room unearthly, unreal, ethereal, untouchable a virus of humanity, running in real time I put my juice boxes into briefcases and hope he notices the hemlines get shorter the nights get longer he passes me in the hallway and I watch him go I sit 130 feet in the air a carnival, a ferris wheel pas de cheval my mind trapezes to him I grow weary of jumping through hoops Is he afraid of heights? am I afraid of falling?
incoherence. where has the time gone?
#love
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 11:45 PM UTC
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