What could’ve been tastes like
Shoulder with a hint of salt against eager tongue
Feels like tears pooling between your face and your pillow, settling in the heat of your right ear
Sounds like why did you say the exact opposite of what you meant
Is basically like wow you’re so pathetic, it really isn’t that big of a deal says inner voice
If only you would let me show you
Famous last words
I’m years behind, but I finally watched an Oversimplification of her Beauty (written and directed by Terrence Nance) after missing all the showings they had in obscure theaters around DC one summer I was there. Very inspiring, and also a little depressing as most of my inspirations often are. I’m still trying to figure out how to write poetry that’s somewhat tolerable, that’s actually good…
So I take it you liked the film?
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Something like that… ^____^
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Why am I anonymous on my own blog o____O
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