#InspiredbyFrayNarte

[juliaanion-blog]

You make me fall back in love  with scribbling words to spill the throbbing bulk in my throat that is dying to get out.

You awaken the frozen metaphors  embedded in my veins;  and to how use my tears  against the raging fire burning me alive — stronger.

— zwitterion  no pseudonym // “love sent to the sun that silenced the heat”

[juliaanion-blog]

The blackhole  that I could not  and  never get into. 

The shining darkness.  Or just another  parallel universe. 

I'm just another  mismatched key to your door. 

You will always  be a  mystery to me. 

— zwitterion  no pseudonym // “letter thrown to the ocean, hoping it will reach its floor”

[juliaanion-blog]

This time last year, you were still writing our memories on the night sky, planting roses with your lips in my cheeks, to my lips.

But this time, it’s just me on our late night rendezvous. Growing nicotine flavored smoke from the cigar I sewed between my lips. Emptying five bottles of vodka in my throat; hoping, hoping to wash away the lies you let me swallow; hoping to burn the faux i love you’s you gave me.

— zwitterion  no pseudonym // “the nicotine and alcohol did not take your image on my rareview mirror”