Oh, I just very much miss you

I like your face even though I can’t see it

Guess what?

“Words, here are some words.”

I should have been more specific, and said I miss your words towards ME haha

I want to share more words together

modernoojos asked: I miss your words so much already!

Words, here are some words.

Oracle.

calm cool metal is placed on my skin,
a warm fluid vapor fills my mouth
as my head detaches from my body
I gasp
and gasp
and gasp,

and a voice wakes me from my stupor

“you’re alive,
and well,
but tomorrow
you may not
have a tongue
or eyes
or ears
or even
a brain,
to enjoy such
pleasures”

and the clouds and vegetation become clear
as the concrete and vandalism disappear

modernoojos asked: I see so much good in you that you don't see in yourself. I probably sound crazy but I'm just letting things out

You may be right because all I see is evil, but part of me knows what you see is true.

modernoojos asked: I forgot how much your words made me feel

WE ARE obviously too passionate and dramatic to ever let the other one know how we feel. Also, I thought I had a chance of seeing you yesterday.

Hello

I think I know you

modernoojos asked: you mean, "My Mistakes Are My Strong Suit." yes?

I think, I mean, I feel, I miss you, a lot.

munshe asked: yo

yo

…after my bones grow weak.

All the cascading
drops of water
flowing down
my body

aren’t enough to
cleanse the
membrane
of scum
that encases
my skin.

All the drink
and drugs
I can take
at a time

aren’t enough
to erase
the memories
that have
been burned
on my brain.

For,
I am like jelly,
a glob on some
toast
and you are the
butter knife
scraping
with force.

It’s not a secret. I’m your admirer.

If I was ever a whore,
it existed in your arms.
After every
night of
many bottles
of wine
and beer
you’d tell me
to strip

and I would
enjoy it.

In the end,
it felt as if
everything

had shireveled

my brain
my fingertips
and my cock

were reduced to nothing.

As I slide
off the covers
and break
for the exit, you’re
not trying to
stop me,
you’re smiling,
because you know
the cost was free

so grin with those
teeth
for this is
who you truly are.

I’ll
return again.

Escape is on the way.

I make a funnel
with my hands
and expel the
sands of all
my past
memories.

I make my bed
and put my head
on my pillow,
here I will
lay until morning.

All those grains
come floating down
to
invade my brain
again
disrupting my
sleep
my dreams.

I have a penis.

I like to use it,
I’m not a female.