Stagnant

By utopianism

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[ collection of things that never really fit, short stories, poems, whatevers ] Things that could be so much... More

foreward
achilles/archer
metal blood
SYNONYMS
Lights
stagnant
people never change
EULOGIES FOR THE SUN
I'M GOING TO LOVE MY BODY
EULOGIES FOR THE SUN // act one - part ii: yellow fever
EULOGIES FOR THE SUN // act one - part iii : from me to me
EULOGIES FOR THE SUN // act one - part iv : i once knew a biologist
EULOGIES FOR THE SUN // act two - part i : the day i discovered friendship
the good the bad the sad
raven cycle dribble drabble
the nature of things
A musing on being
i laid my love to sleep in atlantis
symbiosis
Warning: may lead to destructive tendencies
PROLOGUE: HEROES
Why Claire Disappeared for a bit
Virid
quarter-life crisis
the monster under my bed

EULOGY

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By utopianism


This is the temporary halo of light you bathe in

See the ringlets of gold crumple down your neck, your shoulders, your collarbones

You reach your hand out and for a microsecond you think that you can catch this light,

Put it in a vial,

Immortalise it

Forever

(because oh what a godly thing to have what a sacred what a temporary nice thing)

You have been living like a seedling, your hands outstretched towards the light,

And it is as you've been genetically programmed to want more

And more

And more

And you like the hair and eyes and words and words words words melded and crafted like metal into sharp sentences

(Are their voices honey?)

But mostly you like the shaded lips and

You close your eyes

My dear

Taste the scent of daisies on your tongue – roll your tongue and savour it


It doesn't last.


hiss hiss hiss


the girl tucks in her fingers towards her palm, scratching it against the chalkboard

she drags it drags it drags it from one end of heaven to another with screeches trailing off, and then falls off the perimeters

the way alice descended into the rabbit hole

into hell

you close your eyes

and tears swell like

boils and warts

peppering your skin


and you want to pull at the membrane lining your lungs and your stomach and

scream WHY

WHY WHY WHY

WHY do you make me like this, o' maker

WHY do you make me love like this, o' maker

WHY did you make me?

but most importantly you look at your heart and ask why

why did I decide to love the light

where all along

sitting on the throne was

the alluring and seducing

darkness

wielding your nervous system like a sword

and in control all along


~

a/n:  hi this is my mental state now  its just a lot of my issues put into words rn

LOL ill be back with better updates soon <3

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