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what has become of you
i don't know i don't know most the time
but sometimes in very specific times i do
i know and nobody else does and i will keep that to myself
locked away behind strings and lights and boards of wood
so maybe one day
after i'm dead
someone will come by
and see it and investigate
and find,
and be very disappointing in finding me
and that i was not anything different than anyone else
or that i was spectacularly different than everyone else
and both of those scenarios would be disappointing
and i guess things are supposed to be less disappointing if you expect them
that is stupid
that doesn't happen in real life that is just
streams and consciousness 3 by Idoownu, literature
Literature
streams and consciousness 3
a canary looked over to me and it said
hi
but i didn't look back at it nor did
i say anything to it be cause i thought that it was mean to say that to me on a day like this
this day is so sad and lonely and quiet with sparse bits of interistation inbetween the vast coasts
if i take rid of all of that
i get me and some other stuff
and the other stuff is also me and
everything and everybody else
but everybody doesnt mean anything
because theres always more people
everybody sometimes means things too
because ideas are people and people are things
and things are people so people are ideas
in our heads which settles most of the copious amount of
wasp-waisted beauty
pray into my collarbone
let your snake tongue slither
with the syllables.
i wish for soft-chested nights,
and the trickle of champagne down crystal glass.
poppy-lips, lull me to sleep,
nurse my coiling tongue with yours;
tap my scalp like a silent drum,
and wind my hair in between your fingers
like broken guitar strings.
(serenade me with the buzz of pollen in your kiss.)