our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed.
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10.4.14
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7.4.14
Today….
a vague trembling of stars
and all roses are
as white as my pain."
― Federico García Lorca, via Goodreads
Stranger than Paradise -Tilda Swinton by TIM WALKER for Wmagazine
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6.4.14
Night of Sleepless Love
The night above. We two. Full moon.
I started to weep, you laughed.
Your scorn was a god, my laments
moments and doves in a chain.
The night below. We two. Crystal of pain.
You wept over great distances.
My ache was a clutch of agonies
over your sickly heart of sand.
Dawn married us on the bed,
our mouths to the frozen spout
of unstaunched blood.
The sun came through the shuttered balcony
and the coral of life opened its branches
over my shrouded heart.”
“Make me a monster”, Guinevere Van Seenus by Daniel Jackson for Dazed and Confused
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