A new year, a new start. I will try to keep up with this blog more, loves. Lots more things are going to be added, however. The current theme of this blog will stay, yes, but it'll become more of a public diary of mine. Here's a poem I wrote ages ago... feel free to critique.remember the
rotting walls
and the greasy air that stung
your eyes?
remember the girls with sunken
cheekbones lethargic eyes palpitating
hearts.
the one you loved had short legs to match
her fuse. flowing crimson hair and bruises.
bloodroot suns painted on your cheeks.
dried your tears, coaxed you out of your cage.
all i remember is the smell
of juniper
as we would climb the hill
to the evergreens.
broken necks, its been all of
my regrets.
you were my armor and i left you out
in the rain.
you got rusty.
found so many birds, along that trail
eyes gouged
wings battered.
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