Go deep
Nails in the flesh
Digging though muscle
Until you feel the bone
Pull
Give rise
To disgust, love, jealousy
Strip away
In this most absurd of years I must ask: Have you voted?
Go deep
Nails in the flesh
Digging though muscle
Until you feel the bone
Pull
Give rise
To disgust, love, jealousy
Strip away
In this most absurd of years I must ask: Have you voted?
I try to bring myself up
Heighten the frequency at which I scream
But what comes around goes
You can’t hear me
I am … so many things and emotions and faces right now. I’m … unsettled, pushed out of any comfort zone I thought I had (as everyone has been throughout this year). I can’t believe it’s October 1st. Was I even born in January? I don’t know anymore.
My heart’s stuck
On repeat
Of a moment
As good as made up
I feel like I should dive deeper
But I get stuck in the foam
Swirling hearts and bubbles
While the real world simmers below
This is the first thing I’ve written in weeks. I’m sorry I’m so very absent lately.
Is there a word
Which defines perfectly
How you push me
Beautifully,
Moving me forward
On words scripted for the stars
Today’s stream of consciousness write, brought to you with background influence of Mogwai’s new album zerozerozero. Also, I made a little stick figure story for you.
I’m trying to connect
But the signal’s too spotty
Have you guys seen Westworld? I haven’t either but the soundtrack? Recommended.
Or as it’s really called, stream of consciousness Sunday. That’s just a lot to type and 100% honest, I spell consciousness wrong 100% of the time.
Your feelings are a beast of a person
But we know you don’t always want to feel
So we can just rip them out
The spine of everything human
Connected to every nervous tick
Can just be peeled right off
For your enjoyment
I’ve done everything to trigger what memories are left
Impressions on the soul with a smell and taste but no vision
It must be so hard to be good
While dropping your prayers
Into a liars stew
My chest is splayed open
My heart on full display
For your curiosity
Pins hold me down
Pulling the pieces back
Leaking my soul
Staining your table
With the love you claim