aosora

United Arab Emirates

meet me there someday

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don't swallow gold. i have two tablespoons of sorrow.

i break myself into sizeable bits so you can taste me better

June 9, 2020

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some moments i cherish dearly
like the pale yellow flooding my
bathroom when the day has lived
halfway through itself
like the scent of ginger infusing
in piping hot chai when the mornings
bolt themselves shut in my empty
throat
like the glossy photographs of me
smiling, dark brown eyes
too big, too precious
too un-tethered
like the small sadness welling up
when i listen to son lux's aquatic
old melodies too fresh to forget
too cruel to let go
like the faint listlessness of 
bitter realization as i wake 
from a dream irrevocably sweet
of he who lives in my head
and of he who dies there too
today, i will live 
perhaps i will see the night
knocking on my windows slowly
and i will show numbness the door
her pallid face burning holes in
all this skin
but this is borrowed time 
and i must leave now


 

son lux's aquatic is heavenly 

 

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7 Comments
  • hi i'm jackson ;)

    thsi is incredible. whoah. i was reading the title and i was intrigued. this is amazing. keep writing. fantastic.


    4 months ago
  • sunny.v

    “old melodies too fresh to forget / too cruel to let go / like the faint listlessness of / bitter realization as i wake” simply divine. this is breathtaking.


    6 months ago
  • joella

    found you from jun lei's appreciation post and i'm so glad i did!! this is incredible.


    6 months ago
  • mia_:)

    This is stunning! :)


    6 months ago
  • ElsaRee

    Nice work!


    6 months ago
  • Eblinn

    "of he who lives in my head and of he who dies there too" I love that. I love this poem


    6 months ago
  • inanutshell

    love the imagery here !


    6 months ago