In the evening I found a loft to
the side of a waterfall beginning to freeze
Once within I encircle myself with oranges,
pressing a peel between my palms.
With my leftover juices I make candles
lit with liquid
Once morning comes swans drape
against my thighs as I drink a mocha
& blue skies
As I shower a clock carved out of turquoise stops
to tell me maybe it’s my turn to breathe
the side of a waterfall beginning to freeze
Once within I encircle myself with oranges,
pressing a peel between my palms.
With my leftover juices I make candles
lit with liquid
Once morning comes swans drape
against my thighs as I drink a mocha
& blue skies
As I shower a clock carved out of turquoise stops
to tell me maybe it’s my turn to breathe
Stung while writhing on a chair set into the sand
I only think of you when light hits the floor a certain way
Remember that really magical party
There was a stream made of teal cocktails
All within a castle dipped in bloody, peach.
& as you fell asleep in my lap I ate caviar out of the hollow of your cheek
There was a stream made of teal cocktails
All within a castle dipped in bloody, peach.
& as you fell asleep in my lap I ate caviar out of the hollow of your cheek
Such an array of wet viscosity
Through there
Where it is wet and candlelit
Where it is wet and candlelit
Talking through mirroring grin corners
Creating a sheen
Creating a sheen
Preview Repeat
Nostalgia Balm
Heat breaking into a wet wish
Like performed intimacy
Ready to remain here
All I see are dogs
Consuming you from afar
Hidden horns waiting to be twisted