ElleinadSenoj
i keep digging for you.
embracing a shovel
rusted
over four and a half years,
not the best tool.
but i yearn
to get under you.
you were my rock
my stalwart stance
--my chance to stand tall
you were my rock
my reason to brave the world
--to walk ahead steadfast
And here we gather, flowers to the wind, a welcomed recommendation to sing with breezes and dance with stems...
a new thirst, one a styrofoam cup couldn't quench
warm like honey tea in fine china
this mental voodoo you cast,
please be gentle, i ask,
but stay consistent
remain persistent towards
my resistance,
ravage me with your
spellbound chords of
golden speech
changing, evolving, you could say reviving my life
jumping into ships i know not the destination
sailing to shores as a stranger
washed upon me, slick
I fall into you,
true blue turned black
dense, deep...
Reticent hearts, torn silk
Crammed words, tight denim
Open yourself to the wear of today
Resist wary thoughts
It was tragic, it was a travesty, it was a committed mess of debauchery. Hilarity ensued, behaviors were crude.
understated words of underrepresented beings
squeezed in crevices between rocks and hard places
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