#1
i looked for you after you left and found a simple lookalike -
the sun rose over the hills in golden vines and
curled the way your hair used to do along your shoulders
i swear i saw the grass blink between the rays but
i could just be dreaming.

i thought of you searching for me, too
except the only thing dark enough to fill my eyes are oil spills
and even then, they swirl in rainbows much more beautiful than this black mess
and float along water while i heave into the ground.

no, no, i know -
i used to be dark brewed tea and pleasant things
and you're no longer my sun-spotted hillside
but a mustard bottle with greenish mold on the side.
we've digressed from the point
in which we had spirits
when we spoke to the rustling wind
the rippling water
and however else God and Nature said hello

we've been dropped from the heavens and back to the machine
out of our heads and back to our hands
i might be thinking of a cloud and your skin
but all im touching is a dirt-stained wool sweater.
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#3
+1
❒ Taken ❒ Single ✔ Would like a sandwich


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#4
+2

The third verse was a joy. You've really developed as a writer. I still prefer your older ramblings, but that's just personal.

Sorry I don't have anything else to say. I thought it was nigh-on perfect.
#6
myahh thank you
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it's official, vintage x metal is the saving grace of this board and/or the antichrist




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theguitarist
minterman22
tateandlyle
& alaskan_ninja