mortality cartographer (beeooll) wrote,
mortality cartographer
beeooll

floating face down
in a pool of fatigue
the air as a memory
the timbre in my thoughts
again questioning
what is to come
what is to be
when being is all that is essential
my feelings are impossible though
i long for the ignorance of yesterday
comfort in sunshine
but hope for rain
my insolent yet awkward semi-self irreverence
a contradictory figure i must be
a mere shroud for a mind and a heart
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