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Connor Judson Garrett’s Followers (5)
Connor Judson Garrett
“Love leaves you empty and full at once
It leaves you burning and at peace
It leaves you satisfied and wanting more
It gives you light in darkness
an ember that never cools
a song of silence
a dream with eyes wide open
It flees when it is sought
It finds you when you aren’t looking
It is magic and it is real”
― Become The Fool
It leaves you burning and at peace
It leaves you satisfied and wanting more
It gives you light in darkness
an ember that never cools
a song of silence
a dream with eyes wide open
It flees when it is sought
It finds you when you aren’t looking
It is magic and it is real”
― Become The Fool
“Trick Candle
Torches feeding on the dark between the stars
a river of ice and fire converge in her chest
a kiss like a hot spring, a tongue of embers
breath of ash with sparking lips
words that crash like the tide and a judge’s hammer
a touch like a bed of poppies and spiderwebs
hips like the curve of an hourglass and sex
pure sex manifested in the flesh
a body to take a bullet for
I am drunk and drugged, dashed upon
the shore of her soul
a soul to set the angels and demons to war
I am stranded in no man’s land
in between her ribs
like a madman guardian
searching for her womb
seeking death or rebirth
those bittersweet twins
one a flicker
the other a trick candle
I crawl towards the light”
― Become The Fool
Torches feeding on the dark between the stars
a river of ice and fire converge in her chest
a kiss like a hot spring, a tongue of embers
breath of ash with sparking lips
words that crash like the tide and a judge’s hammer
a touch like a bed of poppies and spiderwebs
hips like the curve of an hourglass and sex
pure sex manifested in the flesh
a body to take a bullet for
I am drunk and drugged, dashed upon
the shore of her soul
a soul to set the angels and demons to war
I am stranded in no man’s land
in between her ribs
like a madman guardian
searching for her womb
seeking death or rebirth
those bittersweet twins
one a flicker
the other a trick candle
I crawl towards the light”
― Become The Fool
“We are souls in the flesh
specters caught between
the limbo of yesterday and tomorrow
illusions of the present
imposters in these skins
I am rain blown sideways by the wind
My art, my love, my hunger slows the descent
I spread out like a shadow on the pavement
stomped on by what is, saved by what is not
but is and is not are so fickle
Reality and dreams dress up as one another
playing musical chairs in the mind
and if you are so lucky that a dream seizes
the throne and turns your mind into an imagination, do not revolt, do not resist
Become your madness
Become the fool”
― Become The Fool
specters caught between
the limbo of yesterday and tomorrow
illusions of the present
imposters in these skins
I am rain blown sideways by the wind
My art, my love, my hunger slows the descent
I spread out like a shadow on the pavement
stomped on by what is, saved by what is not
but is and is not are so fickle
Reality and dreams dress up as one another
playing musical chairs in the mind
and if you are so lucky that a dream seizes
the throne and turns your mind into an imagination, do not revolt, do not resist
Become your madness
Become the fool”
― Become The Fool
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