so let’s say it’s me, not you.
call me selfish.
i have to get this out

of the way.
cleansing breaths
and cleaning closets,
i’ve come so far

out of my mind
and have nowhere else
to stuff a single skeleton more.

my feng shui is fucked,
crystal chi choked up on your

cosmic clutter,
the cobwebs in corners of our adulation,
lost or forsaken,
we were starcrossed
one too many times
and i don’t know what would happen
if i gave you any more of my love.

On Tradition

Aus Gott wird man gebor'n, in Christo stirbet man. //////////////// Und in dem heil'gen Geist fängt man zu leben an.


"If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space." - anonymous




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