the universal frequency of light

sprawling anthills of human activity
fade into the warm carpets
of restful places
where

the stars lie below you.
watching 
the dazzling spectre views 
of modern fog.

 

bugss

NY

YWP Alumni

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  • By bugss

    Bicycle

    We ride our bikes into the brush 
    flying effortlessly down winding thin roads
    endlessly searching and reaching for that next breath
    that next grace 
    to lift the weight of gravel inside our stomachs
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    catharsis

    i am trapped in that broken state of consciousness
    between sleep and wake
    where the rest and rem comes from a deeper sort of aching need 
    fullfilled
    in the early hours of time

    branches shift against your window,
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    apology

    i think it was your brother
    that told me
    how you nearly killed yourself

    but i spent a while 
    hidden in the knowledge
    of your pain
    as if i could have somehow known
    before he told me