Shine me atop
a mountain of cool burning desire.
Feather my disease, this lonely despair
& take me into you cloak of thieving
love-chilled arms.
But I distress.
& so undress
my unconfessed deep unrest.
Will it be an undoing of philosophy
or a fusion of poetry
Will the ghosts of our past be awoken
or will the prophets of the future claim
only to have been joking
Swell me w/ your temptation
Just life & all it's indifference
Just life & all it's indifference
Life & all it's indifferences
I can't.
Art by James Porto
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