via request
myscattered
mind
the color of candlewax falling
my ears
the draining battery
a kiss
distant lips
writing lists
shanghai qingdao hangzhou suzhou
henan hunan sichuan
china mind
disconnected
your pashmina neck
***
every leaf on every tree and every fish in every sea
seeing all the things those things might see
would still not be enough for me.
***
oh darjeeling the silver tips of your lapsang lips
my kukicha my iron goddess my precious jasmine pearl
i’ll take you to golden Yunnan just let me be your earl
***
there is no moon, there are only stars
there are no stars, there is only one
there is no sun
there is no dark, there is no light
there is no sight
the moon is bright
***
Of all places, he slept in the jungle.
The jungle was filled to the brim.
Snakes. He slept in them.
They didn’t bite.
The snakes kept him warm.
He felt peaceful in the trees.
***
For all its fiery radiance the glittering pathway couldn’t even take me out of my own head. I followed it down and out and around and I walked and I ran and I crawled and I sat down and cried furiously at the stars all around. When they saw me cry maybe regret filled their starry hearts and they fell from the sky or the wall or wherever they were and I don’t know where they fell to but it wasn’t into me. I have never felt so empty.
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Aesthetics statement.
i want to fill the world with endless gorgeous feverish visions.
i want my words to sing.
i want to strike the reader with lightning kisses.
i want the world around my poems to melt.
i want diamonds to fall from the sky
i want monsters to crawl from the walls
putting the reader gently to sleep
