I am trying to grasp it:
the semi-enchanting awe of it—
of this concept,
of this idea of feeling so inspired and helpless; the smudgeness of it all—
this bourgeois ideal they chase for;
the same bits we chase for:
the hidden parts of you,
the hidden parts of me,
the secret bits of us both.
Apr 25, 2013
Apr 25, 2013 at 12:41 PM UTC
I am trying to grasp it:
the semi-enchanting awe of it—
of this concept,
of this idea of feeling so inspired and helpless; the smudgeness of it all—
this bourgeois ideal they chase for;
the same bits we chase for:
the hidden parts of you,
the hidden parts of me,
the secret bits of us both.
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