destruction
Atlas
magic desire annihilation
the pull of something I can not want
our favorite possible still blooming
time worn / we slip through the sky
leaderless and drifting
the way we stay here / a testament to growth
doesn’t goodbye just depend on perspective
the way I hold the lens
the precise angle of a wish hitting my body
mesmerize me till I echo in your ears
I swear I can hear sunlight here & sometimes
the way night wraps around me when I know it’s going to end
whispers wine and cotton balls
friends I never dared to hope
blessings hold you fast
I wait for the sky to put you in a chokehold
I tremble at the potential
you keep me fighting for air
so many endings run past my fingers
a discarded heap of my indecision
before finally
a bloom hidden in a sledgehammer
fire I never wanted to find
boom
we have created destruction
& isn’t that like saying / we have made an unmaking
we have ended beginnings / pulled apart unravelings / fucked a singeing
now screaming into what is believed / somehow / to be a void
but is made of more color than my veins
beautiful & infuriating
there’s no point to this except survival
but isn’t that entirely the point
after all
& goddamn you aftermath
making me feel things
I’d rather leave behind
