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Let's waste the year, my dear
and feel it slip
through the gaps in our memories.
Let us cherish the darkness of the night, my love
and how it hides, crouched
mutters curses under the collapsing sky.
Let us never sleep, my sweet
just let exhaustion tug at our lids,
pull us down into the quicksand
screaming and crying out into the peaceful marshlands.
Let's crush them, my friend,
crawling all over the city streets
we shall crush them all beneath our heels
and turn instead to the sparkling glass windows.
Let us live forever, my nothing
for these people have carved out my eyes
and cut your liver from your body
and we'll lie here, forgotten, forever.
and feel it slip
through the gaps in our memories.
Let us cherish the darkness of the night, my love
and how it hides, crouched
mutters curses under the collapsing sky.
Let us never sleep, my sweet
just let exhaustion tug at our lids,
pull us down into the quicksand
screaming and crying out into the peaceful marshlands.
Let's crush them, my friend,
crawling all over the city streets
we shall crush them all beneath our heels
and turn instead to the sparkling glass windows.
Let us live forever, my nothing
for these people have carved out my eyes
and cut your liver from your body
and we'll lie here, forgotten, forever.
Literature
Nothing Left to Talk About
When we have nothing left to talk about
and all of these old bones are
picked and put to rest
and the clover grows
on burial mounds
in the sunset
I will tell you desert oceans
of blooming succulents
and the silhouettes
of Joshua trees
rising in the
silence
I will
tell you
loping hills
and California’s
fiery tree-line bloom
I will tell you horizon’s lullabies and
where the trails of pavement
go when winter winds
call and I say
no more
good-
bye
and I will tell
you golden fruit
on Russian Olive’s
silver leaves and how the
rain leaves puddles in my mind
and why the mountains hold my heart
and where I’ll go wh
Literature
To Be Known
above
below
a past aligned
reap what's sown
a creature, message
language unknown
transcending barriers
a world of bones
now here i am
left a l l alone
nothing but thoughts
and sins to atone
and i'll be the only one
who could've ever known
Literature
This doesn't have a title because now I feel empty
Wouldn't it be wonderful
To slip into oblivion
To slip away for a while
Or maybe forever?
Not to kill myself
Not to kill my future
But to kill my present
And to kill my pain.
No more stress
No more worries
No more days trapped on this mattress prison
No more pain.
For me.
But duty keeps me alive
Honor keeps me alive
Sacrifice keeps me alive
Love keeps me alive.
I always want to be the hero
But heroes never get to show their pain.
Heroes have to smile when all they want to do is cry.
Heroes have to fight even when they know the battle is unwinnable.
Heroes do not kill themselves; heroes go down with the ship.
Heroes do not let their loved
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