this is what she said (O.ETAK)

“something, something tiger eyes”, those simple time words drew blood so quickly, cementing my heart. an imprint, printed. something like a wolf to her hood headed viking curls. it’s like that sometimes. the boys in the band will dress in those cardigans and the elephants sit on each shoulder.

the love we forbid. talk about it. how did we ever let pete take down West? and why do I after all this time feel these romantic feelings? I, destined to always travel backwards.. sideways… one thing is sure.. I intend to finish what I start.. it still has been you.. even when you wouldn’t allow it. I had my fears, more afraid for you. ancestral circuits crossed and it happened again. when did you stop watching? that is the angels touch you are feeling, alone there in your head, something from a label on a beer

they make music for psychedelictherapy, I thought you would care, although I know the shape of your mouth, when you say you don’t. I did graduate, becoming a graduate seeking a mastery.. speaking to you.

you asleep on the floor. you at my side.. and all those things we learn, no longer doubling your age. how porous we become. your eyes like mine, addicted. your tongue like mine, ever shifting, I didn’t mean to give it up as quickly as I did. and I would still kill those men if you asked me to. you sitting there, burns on my knees.. you, like Billy dressed in leathers in the theatre. reading my charges… you, like the gunmen that found me and the sounds of war.. you scolding me in your father’s house, saying “kiss me first, kiss me first.”

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art credits: red riding hood :yana moskaluk,