cacophony

By midwinterspring

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a trail of poetry drawn between inward glances because i gave up on shouting myself down. | voice one: 01-1... More

「 ɪ / cacophony 」
「 ɪɪ / don't tell me 」
「 ɪɪɪ / dead of night 」
「 ɪᴠ / imaginary 」
「 ᴠ / 'cause hope 」
「 ᴠɪ / sapling 」
「 ᴠɪɪ / mother mess 」
「 ᴠɪɪɪ / faith 」
「 ɪx / kerosene 」
「 x / moth 」
「 xɪ / complainer 」
「 xɪɪ / the movies 」
「 xɪɪɪ / passerbye 」
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「 xᴠɪ / edwin hubble 」
「 xᴠɪɪ / dreams are beautiful 'till they come true 」
「 xᴠɪɪɪ / i am 」
「 xɪx / a hopeless romantic 」
「 xx / horizon's stillness 」
「 xxɪ / luminescent 」
「 xxɪɪ / everything 」
「 xxɪɪɪ / time won't change 」
「 xxɪᴠ / if icarus lived 」
「 xxᴠɪ / hearken 」
「 xxᴠɪɪ / but that moment; it was the closest we've ever been 」
「 xxᴠɪɪɪ / bellevedere 」
「 xxɪx / lungs 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ / 12:55 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ / blue vanilla extract 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴛᴡᴏ / doodle portrait 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ / helen 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ꜰᴏᴜʀ / intricacies 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ꜰɪᴠᴇ / dendrochronology 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ꜱɪx / seagulls 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ / so when i rip myself apart 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ᴇɪɢʜᴛ / cure me of my cure 」
「 ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ-ɴɪɴᴇ / bonaparte boy 」
「 ꜰᴏʀᴛʏ / for my vanity 」
「 ꜰᴏʀᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ / winter solstice 」
「 ꜰᴏʀᴛʏ-ᴛᴡᴏ / and invariably, the cricket chirps 」
「 epilogue 」

「 xxᴠ / i had a dream and it wasn't a daydream 」

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By midwinterspring


i had a dream

and it wasn't a daydream.

oh, i don't know where it started

just that you where there

a tulip beneath this sky

eyes locked with a lock of clouds

i was there by you and i knew

just knew.

/

didn't know i was dreaming

so i took your hand

your hair brushed my cheek

a lock of clouds

and i thought i was dreaming.

/

when the clock didn't tick

our hearts beat as one

our breaths, a symphony

we, a lock of clouds

floating, soaring

there was no place where we ended and the world began.

/

we locked fingers before the falling dusk

when our hearts were flowing over

so we bled and dyed the sky a sunset

oh, the skies, those locks of cloud

two flames.

/

oh, we'd sail, you said

off to the edge of the stars

we'd fall, lose ourselves

to the notes, the beyond

because what matters but you; what matters but i?

so we were wanderers of worlds

we were fugitives from home

we were, we were

till every spell broke

as the day awoke

/

i still feel a remnant of our embrace

beneath my sternum, a tad to the left

you'll always be the sweetest candle

wafting, wafting

a lock of clouds.

/

'cause you're the happiest i've ever been.

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