Everyday Is A Beautiful Lamplight Peaking Into A Darkened Forest

everyday is a beautiful lamplight peaking into a darkened forest

Filling up forgotten chambers,

I hear, I see, I left it too soon

take off and leave white hazy plumes

Air’s been kissed with an infectious blue

-s’s.

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1 year ago

as I’ve seen you last

driving into the milky way

with high hopes of calmer place

As I’ve seen you last

staring down the world into oblivion

city inside a city

eyes within eyes

dream of a dream

-s’s.


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7 months ago

I'd never known

anything to be as effervescent as this light

Now, screaming at the black walls

This is all I want and all I was taught

Wonderful things bursting at the seams

I wonder if anyone actually watches me


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1 year ago
Sylvia Plath, From A Letter To Aurelia Plath Written C. August 1951

Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951

1 year ago

you can rip silence apart to sparks like interstellar dust

And embrace the way truth escapes its fiery arms Peculiar noise, infinite void -s’s.


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6 months ago

just take me, then

take me, then

Don’t ask me when

And all I wanted,

Was the dime of a dozen

Fully brazen, fire in the making

Truly, all I wanted was

Something awaiting

me


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1 year ago

if my thoughts had hands they would strangle me,

Tightly, entangling, but not before they reach for you and you would be the first thing they’d hold onto

-s’s.


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5 months ago

there's a slope that i'd die on, after i fell hard,

voice of honey silk that wraps you in

I tried to get up, I couldn't have stopped,

but now I'm stranger than I ever was


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1 year ago

all that we think is an engine

a part of a time machine

Did this time it belong to me?

serene, unique,

I only hope

the way that I hope

For my defeat

-s’s.


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1 year ago

and the stars are fitting, in the ice blue city Atmosphere of light and dust, I breathe through the magic of us

-s's.


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11 months ago

but why

I swim close to electric currents and blue fire shorelines

And why do the girls get close to outer edge of their textiles

and take out tapestries in a rush to see them torn apart

from all that's good and plenty?

I stay close to eclectic women and new diamond landmines

but why?

It's for nothing.

-s's.


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