the writings of blake ellington larson

Month: November, 2011

my skulls aren’t poised

don’t

fit the guillotines

like they used to

my spirit demons these days consist

more parts breathing

than silence

i have no secret owls

my love is crimson

it is dark

and it is heavy

and i’m

ok with it

your suicide is not the amulet

i don’t keep on an invisible necklace

around my throat

i am a cloud

i am a sleepy cloud

there’s parts of me everywhere

my soul consists two colors

i am invisible

like you

good song melt yr veins

show it to me

you are a candle

you are not gone

iknowthat

wheniwalk

downthestreet

noteveryone

seesme

my future is horseback

i ride the whales

i look for comfort

everywhere