In adherence to the internal logic governing such
experiences
And I’m like, “rude girl why you so babies”
Well served by
Artfully enunciate the particulars of my embarrassment
Linked // wooden platform
Sat at the
edge, feet dangling beneath unseen knees
Clenching
to describe progress/kicking
Coiled tin viper
What would be required to arrest this state?
A constant broadcast signal
Reliable
Relatable
Communicatable
A tread inconstant
The Attribute!
Imagined ß---à
Real
A firm
rooting in the real
Less
interesting? More productive? More stable?
How does
this relate to empathy if imagination is required for empathy?
If you love something, hurt it
If it leaves it wasn’t meant to be
If it stays, hurt it some more
Liquid in cups cracked vessels betraying their amputure
rising like glass stalks in clusters in groves of wet luminescence around us
these are people
Perfection is attainable
Sorrow is beautiful
I wanna be Valjean but I’m still Javert
Post and lintel with a wide load, built to bear
Built to care, built to stare
I lost control of half my face
That was the half that was least appreciative
They ran a train on your self-esteem
Prepare to repel boarders
Set pikes to repel charge
Pulchritude, swerve
Mammon, blowing horns at Jericho
Touched his face compulsively like he was hiding behind a
branch; affixed cheek to palm by twine or circumstance
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