observation
#Anxiety #Cigarette #JenJenay #Short #Smoke
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
I’m always enamored with, Short periods of time, With fantasies of, Your hand in mine.
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
I never thought I could crave a s… Like the one that sits across your… Distinctly scraped from the corner… Made in depths of dreams and forei… Its own presence, reflecting galax…
Can I just have slow sex, Long talks, Lengthy poems, And everyday walks.... Can I have running through the wo…
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
I can’t say I know, The bed where you lay, The shape, color, and patterns, That makes up your day, I can only say now,
Tried to meditate, too many different people, are inside my head.
Last Night. Was the first night I had a thous… Perforating with tender thoughts i… Last Night. Was the the first night, in my lif…
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
