faded faded.peace is fifteen cracked stones, skippingfaded faded. by ~spacetea
across the crevices of my chest and
bouncing off of my dry bones; i
don't want to watch the galaxy fall apart, and,
i don't like watching myself break against the
ah dahliahs.i know that you are not a murdered flowerah dahliahs. by ~spacetea
with a smile extended to your ears or petals
that look like sugar melting in august heat.
no gravity.i prefer my dreams in the backseat,no gravity. by ~spacetea
breathing in your inconsiderate waves-
transparent curtains and strands of
cold sighs balancing on your eyelashes.