I have seen you be beautiful.
You can weave words like a spider weaves a web.
Being with you is like mining for gold, picking through the hard and cold until I find something soft and good,
even though every time I find something pure, you act like I’ve stabbed an open wound.
I’ve started to wonder if the good that I find is something you hate. You recoil at the thought of not being a hardened warrior.
The bad in you exists as a hunger.
When you want them, their names mean nothing to you.
They’re sexy cattle, meat to devour, bouncing up and down with each click of a heel.
Your fingers are blunt and thick; your hands are large and dry.
When you touch them, you breathe like a wounded dog.
You don’t want to love, you want to destroy something.
When they show any emotion other than a yielding, pleasant calm, the anger that’s boiling inside of you explodes and scalds their faces.
The animal in you doesn’t scare me. I wish I was surprised at your wrath.
I wish that I would gasp at the thought of you and feel a dreading in the base of my skull.
Unfortunately, all I can feel is disappointment.
I naturally stiffen my back when you put your arm around me.
As my hands tighten into fists, you say you meant nothing by it.
A defensive scowl clouds your face.
All I can do is watch blankly while you find a way to blame me.
You laugh, the fire in your voice lashing out into the crisp winter, your breath leaving spirals in the air like smoke.
Your eyes have a purple gleam, holding the distinct appearance of a tiger staring at its prey.
My spine goes cold, and I don’t want to look at you anymore.
Bodies shouldn’t be ripped from their souls just to satisfy the hunger ravaging your lungs and dripping down your spine.
i wish i had a super tight-knit group of friends that i fought crime with
i wish i had a super tight-knit group of friends that i committed crimes with
i wish i had a super tight group of criminals that i knitted with
So my 12-year-old brother’s gecko died suddenly tonight and he cried on the couch for like four hours holding her while she died. :/ Anyway, if you know Judah irl, could you be extra nice for a few days? Thanks.