Your Absence Is Palpable
your absence is palpable
there's a gaping hole where the knife used to be
you were the knife right before it was excised
you used to impale me, penetrate me, saturate me, 'til there was no hem between our flesh and blood
symbiotic, we used to be
now it is I who remains, though not for long, as i can tell i'm wasting away in this silence, in this absence
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delusional wannabe author
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“The time will pass anyway” absolutely shifted my mind
Calling you an idiot but platonically.
Calling you an idiot but I’m just giving into my sexual fantasies of a power dynamic.
Calling you an idiot as bluff bc I actually think ur the smartest.
what do celestial bodies do?
they orbit, but on occasion, they collide in a symphony of chaos and beauty. a catastrophic genesis of a new reality.