I think of you

you sit on my corrosive neck and feel the black void spot,
i have bones made of bone-china and a little neck to proceed.
i stand and look for you in aberrant currents,
i split daylight across your arms.
to know the layers of your skin & words
i perform rituals day after day.

A windswept memory tucked between your lips.
a grey memory folded like velvet curtains.
i imagine you in a surrealistic way.
A song to hum, to ingest the threads of madness.
i think of you in moments of cacophony that stich my ears with a soft noise of you.


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23 thoughts on “I think of you

  1. Wow honey. I am trying to pick my favourite line here and it has to be,

    ‘i think of you in moments of cacophony that stich my ears with a soft noise of you.’

    Perfect madness of love

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