October 2008
6 posts
Jacaranda Reign.
tiny-poemadoes:
Purple flowers snow through air Waves. Lips sewn shut in her Black hole calls Echoes back To flowereflections The still lake. (Is there such a thing) A frozen drought? The trees Roots crack ice In the desert again…
“I wear scarves and hoods
‘Cause it’s the only poker face that I’ve got left...”
– PMS (One & Only - Timbaland) (via cudge) (via homecoming)
September 2008
14 posts
Without Reflection.
reigningdream:whatdreamsmaycome:
You fucked me last night, or at least you tried to… just prior to that thinning sound of helicopter spinning overhead like cicada tied by thread nailed hard into heavy earth and the monkey alarm clock.
I broke into your house while you were away — to leave a letter, but your bald-headed, couch-crasher walked in on me asleep...
Through the Looking Glass
and what Alice found there
Child of the pure unclouded brow And dreaming eyes of wonder! Though time be fleet, and I and thou Are half a life asunder, Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy-tale. I have not seen thy sunny face, Nor heard thy silver laughter; No thought of me shall find a place In thy young life’s hearafter — Enough that now thou...
¡p|ɹoʍ әɥʇ әƃuɐɥɔ
mogadonia:
acidreams:
¡p|ɹoʍ әɥʇ әƃuɐɥɔ
ɐ!|әʇ!q ɐ!ʌ ‘sәʌәɹ |ɐ ɹ!q!ɹɔsә
¿ɟʇʍ
August 2008
2 posts
