with apologies to the sea
see the scent of her hair cascade
as she tumbles her way home at midnight
his breath stenches, rotten
fish, and he tells the ocean of his fears
she tumbles her way home at midnight
earth moistens toes born of phosphorus and gold-
fish, he tells the oceans of his fears
though the ruby-tasting stars won’t hear it
earth moistens toes born of phosphorus and gold
alive now, and with dew on their fingertips
though the ruby-tasting stars won’t hear it
she clutches fierceness and honey to her breast
alive now, and with dew on their fingertips
they dance rotten tumbling into cascades
she clutches fierceness and honey to her breast
he whispers apologies to the sea and the stars
they dance rotten tumbling into cascades
his breath stenches rotten.
he whispers apologies to the sea, and the stars
see the scent of her hair cascade
-a collaboration with hannah (who doesn’t have a blog. yet.)
3 years ago