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Posts tagged words.
01. “marlboro”
you take up smoking because
you need something besides
the obvious
to destroy yourself with, to
set alight and
exhale.
he says, frowning, “you
should stop, it’ll kill you” and
you want to say,
“that’s the point.”
the splinters of every word
you’ve ever wanted to say
to him
are hiding caught behind your teeth.
you want to say,
“you’ll kill me before the cigarettes do.”
you want to say,
“come take the smoke from my lungs.”
you want him to use his tongue to
kill your demons.
if he throws these away
like last time, you’re prepared with
an extra pack in your suitcase,
beneath the wrinkled shirts
and bad weather.
the lighter is always
his hands.
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later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
it answered
everywhere
everywhere
everywhere.
Warsan Shire (via cuntstitution)
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Cormac McCarthy, The Road
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The first time I say I love you, your face
crumbles. You look at me
the way man stares in terror
at the stars and the sea.You grasp your head, fist
your hair, hiss, whisper why me
why me I am weak I am
dirt I am dust I am
nothing—Why you? Because
the earth is made of dust
and dirt and you are as
essential to me as earth
is to sky; you give me something
to set my sun against.The dirt and the dust are not
weak. I could build a house
out of you; you are the roof
when I rain.
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the white bones in my hands, my fragile phalanges, they wonder what it’s like to dance down your spine, to tangle haphazardly with yours.
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