#ricky bowen. musings / i’m an outsider to the theater stuff

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✧･ﾟ tag drop: television muses (pt 1)

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bold all that apply to your muse.

JOHN KEATS

the lavender in sunsets / flowers in the rain / sunlight slipping through clouds / lazy summer afternoons / the heavy scent of musk / flickering candlelight reflecting off the gold titles of books / fireflies on a cool summer night / being wrapped in fresh bed sheets / the ache of wanting what you can never have / dripping sunlight like gold / loving someone so exquisite / soft lips and soft whispers / fingers through hair / names of lovers carved in trees / broken glass / the insistence of being perpetually dreamy.

F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

crisp winter skies with cold bright stars / mahogany wood / the solitude of an early autumn morning wrapped in fog / empty bottles on stacks and stacks of books haphazardly placed in a messy room / bruised arms reaching out into the darkness / cigarette smoke just barely hiding the scent of alcohol / a wall of books all poetry and old and weathered / a bad thunderstorm occurring at the end of a beautiful day / the way tragedy strikes in your heart but ends up stopping your breathing for a moment / your favorite sweater / parties spilling into four a.m. with the stars above spinning and dancing / the contrast of blood against snow / a purple split lip oozing blood / black eyes fading to blue to pale skin / the butterflies of falling in love for the first time / the statues falling apart over time in cemeteries / the romanticization of self-destruction.

FRANZ KAFKA

the weight of dread that sits heavily in your stomach when thinking about the future / decrepit houses cloaked in mystery from children telling stories of people who died there / the way not even light can escape a black hole / the rich smell of old books / delicate veins in the wrist / ghosts filling lungs / shattered bones / raindrops on the tongue / rusting metal / nostalgia that aches / the way hope feels like a plastic bag over your head.

H.P. LOVECRAFT

the anxiety felt when staring into an unknown cave / pouring rain and mud / a child’s fear of the dark / thinking so many questions about your existence as you stare at the vast expanse of never-ending ocean / the silence of three a.m. / ouija boards and urban legends.

JACK KEROUAC

the brisk pine air of being on a mountain / travels without a destination / those nights where you’re missing three hours of memory / screaming to a lifeless desert about how you’re so alive / coffee shops late at night / car rides at night spent speeding and laughing in the dark / naps spent in the sun / novels highlighted and underlined with notes and epiphanies in the margins / the way uncertainty sits on the shoulders / ignoring flaws and loving life / wind through hair / depression as fog in the brain / impossible ideals / a quiet sunrise / walks alone / when you think about trying to discover all the secrets to the universe / dazzling people / open lands stretching out into infinity / falling in love with being alive.

EDGAR ALLAN POE

the ocean’s horizon inseparable from fog / hollow bones / a preserved heart held in hands / twinkling stars above an old graveyard / the way everything turns to dust / silent black birds with eyes full of wisdom / self-inflicted flames / perfection depicted as a rotting corpse / death as bricks in the heart / lips barely brushing against each other / glassy glazed eyes / biting into a lemon / heart-shaped bruises / rotting flowers on a grave / dried blood and spilled liquor / the hush of dusk when it begins raining / the intimacy of a secret.

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