“I swear, I end up feeling empty, like you've taken something out of me and I have to search my body for scars.”
― Crush
― Crush
“The sky has stopped
offering you reasons to live and your heart is the rock
you threw through each window
of what's deserted you, so you turn
to the burnt out building inside you: the scaffolding
overhead, the fallen beams,
the unsound framework;
according to the blue that's printed on the inside of your arms
you have no plans, no plans
uncovered, or uncovering: the offing is emptying,
the horizon empty
now that your sanity is
a tarp or a bedsheet
in the rough hands of the wind,
now that everything is hooded
in drop cloth.
It didn't happen
overnight. Or maybe it did:
your heart, the rock;
your soul, the Gothic barn.”
― And Her Soul Out Of Nothing
offering you reasons to live and your heart is the rock
you threw through each window
of what's deserted you, so you turn
to the burnt out building inside you: the scaffolding
overhead, the fallen beams,
the unsound framework;
according to the blue that's printed on the inside of your arms
you have no plans, no plans
uncovered, or uncovering: the offing is emptying,
the horizon empty
now that your sanity is
a tarp or a bedsheet
in the rough hands of the wind,
now that everything is hooded
in drop cloth.
It didn't happen
overnight. Or maybe it did:
your heart, the rock;
your soul, the Gothic barn.”
― And Her Soul Out Of Nothing
“Every time you wish the sky was something happening to your heart, you lose twice.”
― And Her Soul Out Of Nothing
― And Her Soul Out Of Nothing
“The light was draining out of the room, going back through the window where it had come from.”
― What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
― What We Talk About When We Talk About Love
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