There are things that disappear
when I close my eyes,
dangerous things:
fire and its notebook,
the burden of procuring more poison,
my love affair with hydrogen,
the missing footage,
the sniper's veil,
the secret moon,
the cat's tale.
There are things that disappear
when I close my eyes,
random things:
Icarus descending into
brokenness and the candy afterlife,
the sound of the young
approaching an unseizable world,
the splendor of gretel,
the plunder of hansel,
a house of sticks for inbound kings.
There are things that disappear
when I close my eyes,
things said in passing:
"don't forget to write,"
"I'm too emotional to care,"
"I've got problems bigger than global warming,"
"touch this and die,"
"I think it's passed the expiration date,"
"leave it for the archaeologists,"
"the heart is sometimes wrong..."
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 4:52 PM UTC
There are things that disappear
when I close my eyes,
dangerous things:
fire and its notebook,
the burden of procuring more poison,
my love affair with hydrogen,
the missing footage,
the sniper's veil,
the secret moon,
the cat's tale.
There are things that disappear
when I close my eyes,
random things:
Icarus descending into
brokenness and the candy afterlife,
the sound of the young
approaching an unseizable world,
the splendor of gretel,
the plunder of hansel,
a house of sticks for inbound kings.
There are things that disappear
when I close my eyes,
things said in passing:
"don't forget to write,"
"I'm too emotional to care,"
"I've got problems bigger than global warming,"
"touch this and die,"
"I think it's passed the expiration date,"
"leave it for the archaeologists,"
"the heart is sometimes wrong..."
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