i.
to reach into the mind
and refer only to the gods
as demons
and slip into the looking glass,seeing nothing
but a self that isn’t you
how does it feel to taste oblivion and hear
the angels sing of death
in instances like these
ii.
i don’t remember wanting to kiss you
or love you
but i do remember when i kissed you
and loved you
it was in a dream somewhere just over the
second horizon
iii.
the fifth wall is
a place
just between hate
and the desire to keep loving
iv.
do you ever get the feel,ing that
once is always enough,just enough
to die
v.
i didn’t mean to leave you
i didn’t mean to love you
i didn’t mean to know you in
the end
vi.
sometimes i look into the sky
and see not day or night
but everything i wish i could be
everything i should’ve been
vii.
you can’t live with all of these unfinished
sentences lingering inside of your mind,
viii.
sometimes we try for the stars
and sometimes we try to make the best
out of everything
ix.
i can’t stop wanting to get to know you
i can’t stop writing about your lips
help me stop,help me start living
towards you,and into you
i will give birth to a swaying sun
one that doesn’t burn but slowly fades
like the breath after a first kiss
ha,ha
don’t listen
listen
love
how could you,know,this,
andhoweverithink
we know how it goes
we know how it ends:
like this.
x.
unexpected places
lingering traces
burning faces
hopeful places
outlining traces
living in places
lingering faces
losing places
losing traces
losing faces
