the floors were made of brittle wood and the rooms always smelled of cinnamon, weed and something sinister that I’ve seen compared to mint honey and chrome.
sometimes I dream about that place,
about staying awake well beyond sunrise
and sinking my feet into the tall, dew covered grass.
I make it sound beautiful but in reality
the air was so hot that it melted skin
to bone and, at the time, I was on edge.
my toes defied the outer limit of the cliff side
that lacked railing and my insides were hallow
as I tried to learn to fly;
to spread my arms and
prick them with the pin feathers of a fallen bird.
I’ve learned since then that the wind is only one color and the ceiling will always be left over plaster.
This is not what I intended...
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sometimes life can feel like everything is that same damn color as the wind.
this was a great read.
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"sometimes I dream about that place,
about staying awake well beyond sunrise
and sinking my feet into the tall, dew covered grass." - this scene is all too familiar. it reminds me of a dark fantasy where the wind is sweeping into your ears covering the sound of dreadful moans from inside the house.
"the air was so hot that it melted skin
to bone" - amazing description!! this gives the picture a much bleaker outlook.
and it seems like it goes from understanding the exact nature of the situation to a wishful thinking, hoping to secure something you knew never existed.
and the ending has me... dumbfounded? i have to reread this now. lol. i thought i knew where this was going but this puts a whole nother picture into framing the scene.
eiher way i look at it though, this writing is dark. partially sympathetic to self? it seems like you may have given up, or gone to the other extreme of wishing on the wishlessness of death-defiance and dream. i like how it makes me feel real like a surrealistic painting i would find in a gallery. grim, and hiding a reaper somewhere in the back in small, fine print. well done.
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my computer is an asshole
you know what I think, take your damn applauses
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