Monday, 23 February 2015

With No Light


Blue glow illuminating long fingernails in a blackness that threatens to become metaphorical//inside the heaviness that haunts the pause before contact. There used to be technicolor sounds so loud we couldn't escape the light even if we tried. Bright yellows green reds and blue swirling swirling swirling//vanishing. Flash to a purple sky flash to paintings on your wall flash to soul splattered abstract. Always forcing meaning-- behind letters//behind ribcages//behind nothing. The terrifying madness under a spilling moon; of you & me. Our silhouettes sludge backwards through mulch; vain attempts to grasp the nostalgic haze surrounding was 

((this is the place where you run out of thought before you run out of time))

Pink tongues;
Cold air;
Skin softly grazing skin in light(less) forgetting 


Music
Love More by Bon Iver
It's Ok by Tom Rosenthal
Blame Game by Kanye West

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