subject: neon feels
time: 8:54pm
music: beautiful - belle & sebastian
mood: used

recountance

march, you and i soon after. a rotting hand over my heart, came curious into the latter for it stirred another end to a start. april, with dirty eyes, could beat for these hands rubicund sage, so spit back out a thousand seeds, keep my tears into piles of rage. you sit in peace now, across the other world, silent on your perfect pile of violets. but i wanted all those lies, those carved pretty shapes of 'forever' kissed with death.