Heart of the night

Take my breath for the hundredth time Nothing left but I’m doing fine Heart of the night Aesthetic video inspired by my darling friend’s solo music project: Tj Maxxx. Heavy on the synth and drenched in smoldering vocals. It’s a definite recommend for sultry feels and future-nostalgia. 🫀 I own neither the rights to the […]

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in which I defer

It is once bitten and twice shy  The arrival of the counter-intuitive blues It is professed in the duping delight The ire of another November It is the manic transference of Mother Nature The keeper of each season’s most tyrannical secrets It is the quiet sociopathy of snow The isolation oft confused for respite It is […]

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Delta of Venus and the Eternal Nothingness

    Do tell me, Anaïs— Does love’s indiscreet hungering ever wane? Will lust’s obscene loitering ever cease? Should it feel as anything less Than siphoned lightening? How does one appease the devils who dance In the rafters of recanted memories? Do beds have ghosts? Do eyes have ciphers? Do hearts have cards? Do tell […]

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What says the heart

What says the heart betrayed? Does it count aloud the hours with resign? Does it curse the astrological malign? Like some kind of pulmonary Gemini Mercury in self destructive retrograde What says the heart scorned? Does it wax poetic like a thorn-ribbed Edgar? Does it quoth the Raven, “only this and never more”? Like some kind […]

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garland’s in a girl

  california poppies blooming in precious glass triangles an inner sanctum terrarium my heart’s secret garden cradled tenderly beneath crystal vessel reflections naked buds of opium lackadaisical anemone and sprigs of crepe myrtle garland’s in a girl bend toward the sun and daydream of desert horizon’s lulled to sleep by the buzzing wings of honey […]

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