Six Months Later…

Did you know their names?

Or are we nothing but goats

Meant to bear your rage?

Of Love and Loss

This feels like a death

Yet each of us is alive.

The grief of the heart.

Forbidden Planet (1956) 

This is the tale of

The dead girl and her robot. 

I love this story. 

Week Four- The Year of my Heart

Deep like creeks and wood

Is this aching in my heart,

As this book opens.  

Hunting Bares


I want to be born from the beauty of dead things. 

Not bound to a vessel that’s dying. 

Let’s go hunting. 

Today is the day…

respirare

I took this last breath.

My story has come to rest.

Today was the day.

Still in the Attic of my Mind…

  
I kiss his cold lips 

And feed him my salty tears. 

Dead Boy does love me. 

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