No Seas Córtes

Gepubliceerd op 6 juni 2024 om 12:49

I am out of sight!
Out of mind? Or is it lost? I cried?
mostly...

I might be invisible!
vibrational unobtainable? Blow brainable?
ghastly unpertainable

(and I can hear just em say:)
The girl was never there
It's always the sameI'm running towards nothingAgain and again and again and again...

but I was there and I Am here
cometh hither eyes no fear
yearning for spacious shelteredness
I profess
to long for uncontrolled falling apart
come undone, sprawl my heart
 no seas cortés
(cut the fuckin forstalling!)
all I need to figure out now
is how
to pull my feet up
without falling

I.A.m


A sprinkle of The Cure
Visual art: George Redhawk

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