the night choked on her silence. a cacophony of choices. in paper skins and thick knots. moments stuttering into existence. melted wax. singed wicks. the fatal structure of the stamen. the flawed grace of the pistil. a whisper of sun struggling against a blizzard.
the template of when. all levers and fulcrums. the harsh physics of consent. as if it's ever that simple. a flood of mass in a war of particles. the sweet taste of the fresh wound.
thoughts betrayed by velocity. the polish of gravity. its glorious impact.
speed. honesty. obsession. all the monsters we opt to worship.
the sparse dynamics of sober. as alive as we are dead.
she didn't bother to speak. it went without saying. the clumsy mechanics of flesh. still struggling to catch up with our heads.
** photo is a real picture. not photoshoped or altered in any way **
Tuesday
1/19/2016 12:07:00 AM
Sad Labels:
clarity
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frailties
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uncertainty
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weakness
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