To not summarize:
(Feeling of) white hot desire.
Stage lights, I can’t hide and I don’t want to.
Grey smoke, in my pores
Lavender
Some sort of edge that I am walking
How do I matter?
Input, output.
Other people and their infinite beauty.
Pleasures/ Fears, so intimately involved
Passion, expressions of mortality.
Kill me.
Sunflowers.
Now mouldy and gone.
Longing. For a stranger.
This is it. Believe it or not, all of this is it.
(Feeling of) white hot desire.
Stage lights, I can’t hide and I don’t want to.
Grey smoke, in my pores
Lavender
Some sort of edge that I am walking
How do I matter?
Input, output.
Other people and their infinite beauty.
Pleasures/ Fears, so intimately involved
Passion, expressions of mortality.
Kill me.
Sunflowers.
Now mouldy and gone.
Longing. For a stranger.
This is it. Believe it or not, all of this is it.
13/08/18