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and there's moonlight on the back of my neck

noise has teeth, light is a blade; pressing against the soft tissue of thought

the exit's inside my blood

Climbed out of the grief grave but forgot to dust the dirt off my skin

she is a ghost drifting through the silence of forgotten places, whispering secrets that no one will remember.

dark pools lie open like eyes that do not blink; stillness gathers at their edges as thick as ghosts' forgotten breaths

sadness grows inside of me, a ghost flower that only blooms in the dark.

Nobody really cares anyways, so you might as well do what you want to do.

The melody of birds singing prophecy and visions.

Red petaled branches lightning runs restless wind dances night air drums

Empty but for the trees and rivers and mountains inside me

with a tongue that can crucify

What the rain does to blood

occasionally the illusion unravels

winter has come and farwelled her ghosts of autumn as she nestles into my blood

I’ll catch the rain in my mouth and spit it into yours

The stillness of us

today, i wanted to trade my skin for feathers

A warm June breeze scented with bluebonnet and primrose plays with her hair, and the morning sunlight sparks in her eyes

we close ourselves in