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i'm caught between the cliff and sea,
listening to the shuffle of boxcars, roads tangling up like veins, the fire-snap-and-crackle of sleep-stiffened hips, a jigsaw of limbs clinking like wine glasses.
i'm watching the glacial sheets lap between the tips of your ivory fingers reaching for an indigo-stained ceiling, the bow of your broken lips, the sea salt marbling your eyes.
you’re crumpled in half like a comma while you hold onto my heartbeats and type out a pulse, swallowing a tide of heretics and venture capitalists and Shakespearean quotations and psychology textbooks and forgotten laundry, just for the two of us,
and i wonder if we’re all not just pulled out to sea in the end.
listening to the shuffle of boxcars, roads tangling up like veins, the fire-snap-and-crackle of sleep-stiffened hips, a jigsaw of limbs clinking like wine glasses.
i'm watching the glacial sheets lap between the tips of your ivory fingers reaching for an indigo-stained ceiling, the bow of your broken lips, the sea salt marbling your eyes.
you’re crumpled in half like a comma while you hold onto my heartbeats and type out a pulse, swallowing a tide of heretics and venture capitalists and Shakespearean quotations and psychology textbooks and forgotten laundry, just for the two of us,
and i wonder if we’re all not just pulled out to sea in the end.
A prompt I noticed online: Write a poem about yourself in which nothing is true. Almost wanted to make this flash-fiction or something. I know it's not great, but I haven't submitted in awhile and I just needed to write something.
I've been preoccupied with a short story for September; more stuff to come.
Thanks! desenhogiro.deviantart.com/jou…
I've been preoccupied with a short story for September; more stuff to come.
Thanks! desenhogiro.deviantart.com/jou…
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