We're trouble
You--and-I
She spoke loudly, As the plants watched her cry.
It was leather bound-borderless
-Transcriptions, I told you secretly.
As ataxia spread to bones,
Belonging-
To reflections of invisible limbs.
Goosebumps spoke blasphemy
And nobody knows,
Why--
So we paused; inadvertently denying
Each other's breath-
In this dogma of dreams
Bred tectonic tidal locks
In all imaginings.
Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 9:22 PM UTC
We're trouble
You--and-I
She spoke loudly, As the plants watched her cry.
It was leather bound-borderless
-Transcriptions, I told you secretly.
As ataxia spread to bones,
Belonging-
To reflections of invisible limbs.
Goosebumps spoke blasphemy
And nobody knows,
Why--
So we paused; inadvertently denying
Each other's breath-
In this dogma of dreams
Bred tectonic tidal locks
In all imaginings.
Feels like the title suggests.
