thunder // lightening.

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the thunder keeps us on our toes, we claim. the break of dawn is when we feel the most. grab a cup of tea, come back to bed. it’s a healing process; peel enough layers and you’ll forget where you started.

with legs intertwined, perhaps a trap will make you stay. and we’ll remain laying in bed watching the lightning till the morning. because the thunder is quite comforting. the sky doesn’t deserve to be happy if we’re not happy. it’s just more fair that way. or so we claim.

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sharing the sky.

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isn’t it crazy to think
that while oceans merge
continental plates colide
air particles shift
planets align
a breath begins
another ends
there you stand
and here i stand
separately
sharing the sky

and isn’t it crazy
that you can miss a face
without ever seeing it?

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DRESS by Dorothy
TORMENT BOOT by Demonia
FUR VEST by Forenza

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night dweller.

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i liked you. you were a night dweller like me. out of this world. speaking on behalf of your passions even if it killed you.

and i still see your old habits in me. bar soap not liquid. frozen section then produce. act then try to remember why you acted that way.

it’s a night dweller thing. we can’t see far enough ahead to make strategic decisions. instead we use our skin- touching, dabbing, feeling, scratching at the surface. at night you can’t see what mistakes you’ve made. you can’t see scratched faces. you abuse comfort. hiding in the crowd, their vision is just as dark as yours. their minds equally as smeared. like you, like me: dwelling, killing, passionately.

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DAMSEL SHOE by Jeffrey Campbell

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