“There Must Be A Russian Word To Describe What Has Happened Between Us, Like Ostyt, Which Can Be Used

“If you want to know who controls you, look at who you are not allowed to criticize.”

— Voltaire (via emergentpattern)

Memory does not count distance

Nor days or month's

Time illuminates memory

Memory is pain

So judge me not when I think of you

Memories turn my blood red

Turn it into ink

This ink is What speaks to you now

Bleeding is a slow dance

Slow dance between survival and death

If I told you that the medication for my condition

Is you

What would you do?

They say a picture of you is worth a Thousand words,

But looking at you my memory is Somewhat blurred

Watched my efforts end in vain like blood

Thought my memories of you would stick like glue

Scrolling through my gallery

Pictures of you once took they toll

But now my heart feels nothing

In the midst of our forgotten dialogues

I shed no tears for what remains

I'm always one to remember the good Times

Yet with you I remember nothing

They always teach of true love

Never of true heartbreak

So, like they say in the scriptures

Blessed are those,

who have never met you they shall never know the meaning of true heartbreak

2017.12.17

25 posts!

It's silence I crave, it's why I swim

The weight of water

Over me

Around me-

The safe silence of submergence.

At the waters edge I may be ugly,

But underwater, we are made equal And

When I speak strokes

I Am Beautiful.

-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan

"My body aches and longs to be next to yours, feeling as if the very stars are in my heart.."

A hunger, a craving for you - eUë

From Alana M. Kelley’s chapbook, In Orbit, available at https://bottlecap.press/products/orbit

“It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you are ready. I have this feeling that actually no-one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now.”

— Hugh Laurie