Artist? vegan, local library lurker, kitchen witch
I don’t miss you
I miss the delusion ~
I don’t miss you
I miss the delusion ~
We all named it a “learning curve,”
Myself a slow learner
I gripped the wheel and didn’t swerve.
We all named it a “learning curve,”
Myself a slow learner
I gripped the wheel and didn’t swerve.
Also me: *schedules a first date for January 1st*
Also me: *schedules a first date for January 1st*
(Me @ me, because I’m running a game again!!!) #tomesandturts
(Me @ me, because I’m running a game again!!!) #tomesandturts
there is place I cannot inhabit
my mind cannot map
into yours
Don't you know
that loving you
wasn't a choice
or an option?
I just took a breath
and you were in my lungs
then in my blood
so why are there times
my heart aches
for just a kind word
but your lips
are numb
#vss365
there is place I cannot inhabit
my mind cannot map
into yours
Don't you know
that loving you
wasn't a choice
or an option?
I just took a breath
and you were in my lungs
then in my blood
so why are there times
my heart aches
for just a kind word
but your lips
are numb
#vss365
(Living in the guest room because my wife has COVID and they need the blackout curtains in our room more than I do)
(Living in the guest room because my wife has COVID and they need the blackout curtains in our room more than I do)
Cake and cork,
I get so cozy,
Cuddled up close,
Cooried doon,
With cords and connection,
Cutely and calmly,
Quietly I cackle—
“Murder.”
#Andthatswhywedrink
(Been doing EVERYTHING, including falling asleep, to the soundtrack of ATWWD for a few months now & I love it so much)
Cake and cork,
I get so cozy,
Cuddled up close,
Cooried doon,
With cords and connection,
Cutely and calmly,
Quietly I cackle—
“Murder.”
#Andthatswhywedrink
(Been doing EVERYTHING, including falling asleep, to the soundtrack of ATWWD for a few months now & I love it so much)
Or strings pressed hard into wood,
Or a connection of knuckles & teeth,
You’re going to taste metal.
Or strings pressed hard into wood,
Or a connection of knuckles & teeth,
You’re going to taste metal.
Comfort is a cottage core cardigan,
Liken to lichen or moss,
Softening the strongest of stone-
I am a safe place to land.
Comfort is a cottage core cardigan,
Liken to lichen or moss,
Softening the strongest of stone-
I am a safe place to land.
by the beauty of the stars
by their sharp edges
and fierce burning
a glass heart cracking
beneath the weight
of the sky
#poetry
by the beauty of the stars
by their sharp edges
and fierce burning
a glass heart cracking
beneath the weight
of the sky
#poetry
Sorry, but fuck that.