dusk on the arm
sky empty of everything
but 3 orange clouds
as the sun is chased by
shadows
and shadows are chased
by the ache in my
outside inside
inside out
beauty hurts so
imprecisely
that I wouldn't
call it
pain.
I'd call it
the manifest destiny
of impermanence.
we inherit nothing.
one day I will die
and I will be forgotten.
and I will be okay
I will be wrapped
inside the
manifest destiny
of
impermanence.
I will be oh
I will be 'oh'
'oh my god
it's beautiful'
this manifest destiny
of impermanence
this manifest crosswalk
of the gods
eternally nodding hello
and waving
goodbye
god by
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 11:38 PM UTC
dusk on the arm
sky empty of everything
but 3 orange clouds
as the sun is chased by
shadows
and shadows are chased
by the ache in my
outside inside
inside out
beauty hurts so
imprecisely
that I wouldn't
call it
pain.
I'd call it
the manifest destiny
of impermanence.
we inherit nothing.
one day I will die
and I will be forgotten.
and I will be okay
I will be wrapped
inside the
manifest destiny
of
impermanence.
I will be oh
I will be 'oh'
'oh my god
it's beautiful'
this manifest destiny
of impermanence
this manifest crosswalk
of the gods
eternally nodding hello
and waving
goodbye
god by
