[▶] for safekeeping.

mint summer

but no, I don't want to think about how one day I could lose you

and it would be meant to be.

I don't want to wake up one day and realise the threads are slowly breaking and you're on the edge of the fabric of reality before you know it and things are tipping over

and the glass falls.

do you actively think about the day ships fall?

the day the earth splits in two and the core of it swallows the ocean whole.

I dreamt once that the sun was right in the middle of the sky -

and not just a singular glowing orb

but the flaming red ball just threatening to burn everything in its wake

right there on the earth

on the sidewalk

I stared from inside the windows of a car, and

breathed

I think you stole my heart a long time ago

in wisps and whispers of dark crystal chandeliers littered throughout brick-stained walls

history's dust and passing settled over

ceramic (or real, human) skulls

I reach over to you, close the pages of the library book

I hold your hand.

merlot on my lips and blood in my cheek I

raised a hand to feel the rain falling

coursing, through my hair

soaking everything in godforbidden sight

I wonder if you noticed the night dancing round your window

you captured a polaroid of that dimly lit street

"nothing special about it," you said

so why do you still have that photo in the boot of your car?

midnight wine

i want to get drunk in the fever dream of city lights

surrounding me on a windy summer night

"it's like germany," they'd say

i've never been to germany

but i know i want to be there someday with

you

gold eyeglasses and green globed eyes

i wonder if the iris captures all it sees like the

iridescent wings of a butterfly shattered from its

cocoon too early

marble breaking on the floor, colour spilling like duologue

tandem trailing fires and ice in their wake

hell o

she asked you if you were fine.

you said,

fuck you.