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Ode to the boy with diamonds for eyesI think we were a collision course waiting to happenOde to the boy with diamonds for eyes by ~grew-up-a-screw-up
And when I think back to the day when we first
Stumbled across one another, red sneakers hanging off gutters
Cherry cola voice overs and dilated pupils
We led one another on to believe in the night sky of connect the dot constellations
You wanted to dissect me and peer into the insides of my lungs
Only to find witches breath and dandelions
Slicing iron vowels you locked your hands in mine
And we fell into the static of dreaming disease
The operating table broke away to reveal a sky that never existed
And we couldn't help but laugh at the irony
Because wishing was never an option
The ane
No wander about it, just lust.You were a mid-morning train wreck,No wander about it, just lust. by *DearPoetry
the embodiment of poetry.
& my clavicles whispered too many nothings
about your summer storm hands,
folding like paper cranes
to make wishes upon themselves.
wishes are for the weak-
stand up,
do something about this quaking heart
& freezing fingers.
Anything.
I think I found God then,
lurking behind wanderlust eyes.
Sta.sh
