impale

concentric, captivating

.

dark and husky suddenly i’m

fumbling and breathing you in like

.

when i’m standing on the edge afraid to run

.

those green eyes will entangle

enrapture and i know i’ll fall

but

.

i’ll fall wrong

somehow

.

and you’ll walk away from that

impaled animal

.

you have somewhere to be

.

g.v.

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kintsugi

soft. sudden.

.

light schizo eyes

.

calculating. cruel?

.

brainy lense break

.

hungry.

no.

STARVING. sinner.

.

here, please take my heart already

shredded meat

broken up

glass

.

shatter. baby, SMASH

.

piece her back together?

sinew, hollow dreams

breath, YHWH

blood, Y.O.U.

.

kintsugi.

.

g.v.

;

just blow your fucking brains out

.

it’d be so simple

.

you’re broken and you’re dirty and you’re rejection

.

and you’re so. fucking. tired.

.

just do it. now. or

.

now

.

or

.

tomorrow NOW

.

it’s so simple can’t you see just gotta find a piece or a pill or a line

.

if you’re feeling romantic a razor

or poison?

.

just blow your fucking brains out

.

it is so simple

.

click and pull and dynamic period

pulpy crimson geyser

.

goodbye

.

g.v.

B I [pt. 1]

i’m sorry i keep checking out

your ass

it’s mostly an accident

.

but damn!

.

gurl, you fine

i really revel in your ratchet winsome

acerbic

.

you, so deliciously dirty

broken

and laughing

obviously

.

after all, boy

our only other choice is the bullet

lucid translucent

you steal my breath that can’t be right

that can’t be nice

brocade red cascade

captivate

.

let me die

drown deep at last at peace?

i suppose if i’m honest

i’m not that sorry

.

after all i never claimed to be a

good person

g.v.

fallen

i suppose i have fallen for you

softly

sudden

yet

drowning

is it always to be discovered

tender

treacherous

and

unwritten

my blood and breath are strangers

captured

enraptured

or

quickened

i suppose this just happens

shatter

cascading

you

smile

g.v.

a.n.g.s.t.

angst is a special sort of being

reserved solely

for

17

~

that crystal cusp of youth

somehow forgotten

at

18

~

a universe of chances

cracked dash

and

running on empty

~

silent scream

lovesick sigh

obsidian laughter

and

cotton candy tears

~

angst is a special sort of being

begot in each heart for

just

one

year

~

g.v.