Suspension is funny. Spiderweb– Pendulum– Noose. Mindly, ungodly things.

Some nails are meant to be painted… Bright colors of turquoise and bla… Some wrists are meant to be decora… With bracelets of gold and silver. Some eyes are meant to be embellis…

Red steams under pressure Engines eternally shifting underne… I wish I knew where I was going I wish I knew where I have been For I have lost my memory.

What if We loved like We have never before Felt worthless?

Hold her, Soft against you, She’s afraid to look down. Hold her, Your fingertips on hers,

You, With your hair up in a ponytail. Stop, I love you. You are too pretty to cry.

Why must the universe burn So big and Bright, stealing all the Attention when a Perfectly good

When she walks with her, I often disappear Though fate will dictate me To let alone the ones Who are actively vanishing.

Everything burst open. Ripping, Tearing, Junetime and Maytime When the moths exploded

Summer tastes like Rain, and running And crying into wood, Like smiling but Never meaning it–

Take me, All of me, Into your strong freckled arms Small from the trees Brown from the sun