The beauty of being
A single entity,
Binded by the transparency of
Geographic borders, is that
When I have no words,
He does have to not pick or pry.
I am I.
He is he.
And we are we.
If you live in Vancouver and are wanting Sasquatch tickets I am selling two. Get at me.
What cannot be said will be wept.
Sappho (via loveyourchaos)
(Source: whatsmacksaid, via loveyourchaos)
I lie
Motionless on your bed with every
bit of my will, begging the ocean to not rain down my strained
And
Nervous
Cheeks.
I try instead to drink in, what it feels like to have your body in the vicinity of mine.
So that I can store 9 months of your
nutrients in the time capsule of my palms.
I am having a day where every poem I read, and every picture I see makes me feel like a tiny spec of over weight indaquacy.
One by one I drowned all the people I’d been.
Conor Oberst (via suckybl0g)
(Source: ericparkerr, via hhealingg)
There is something about being abstinent for 3 months, that makes you feel like you can do anything.
Long distance woes.
Lover, lifer, writer. Journalism student, and Vancouver freelancer. This is my personal blog with a lot of my own poetry and intimate entries. I am continuously inspired by successful, talented and innovative women, and I try to reflect that as much as possible. I hope you enjoy.
"Cento" Copyright © Andrew Brinker 2011.
