Your Face Changes When You Think Of A Memory

your face changes when you think of a memory

Crushed dearly beneath plush blanket, blue sounds awaken

I woke up, morning early brightness

touched the ground and touched my whole face

Cold and white mist enveloped the space within

walking into buildings armored in smells of fresh paper

Sitting softly low rising presence, I am to stay patient,

Wear the act, contract, observe, and write

-s.s.

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1 year ago

And so many years of life instilled,

propped up for me to tell you that I will

Leave this dream again

-s's.


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1 year ago

Living in the dark ages

I know you love dark ages I know we got nowhere

History’s lost stories

Crying on the torn pages

I know you love to write it there

Something makes them so fragrant

I love them, but I’m scared

-s’s.


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4 months ago

i forgot my redwood

dream up north

obscene, silhouette trees

Gazing downward carefully

how can I escape just enough

that I won’t be able to recognize anything


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1 year ago

until the day

this day Summer resurrected from her grave Once again the wind sends the birds that dissolve into dust Sending thoughts northward This is the coldest tear you’ll ever shed Sparks rip your wells to puddles Stars fall on the floor When it starts happening You realize you don’t like it anymore

Until The Day

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1 year ago

Silent Movie silver is the atmosphere

not of wealth, but of obsession

glint unbecoming

Yet again it rages

I want a way back inside your

Silent film that I'd die for

-s’s.


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1 year ago
“ say what you mean ”

in another universe i am not afraid of my voice.
in another universe my words are painted on walls,
displayed on neon signs in front of stores,
written in white chalk my school’s blackboard,
read in small printing shoved into a thin booklet.

in another universe i speak and you listen &
you speak and i listen too.
and my voice is soft like rose petals
but strong like the thorn bed that snugs close.
and your voice is wisp like spring’s clouds
and powerful like harsh winds in the cold.

in this universe i am afraid of my voice.
in this universe i speak but no one listens.
and you don’t speak but i will still listen.

— no. 11 of @nosebleedclub's january prompts.

1 year ago

tears stream out eyes into the pacific, sweet in a saltwater company white and blue in an ocean scenic, in peculiar harmony

-s's.


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1 year ago

if my thoughts had hands they would strangle me,

Tightly, entangling, but not before they reach for you and you would be the first thing they’d hold onto

-s’s.


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1 year ago

Mouth-Shut

She wouldn’t mind if you didn't keep your

mouth shut

Poppies of your dreams start to sprout, marveling

She won’t even care

If you’ve nothing to spare

Don't be afraid.


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