Happy Valentine’s Day, freaks! <3
Use your sense(s)
My imagination makes me human and makes me a fool; it gives me all the world, and exiles me from it.
—Ursula K. Le Guin (via arpeggia)
sleep well.
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
— J. D. Salinger
I’d much rather be a weirdo than be normal. Normal is boring.
and tomorrow I’ll be you,
deflowered and withering.
A snippet of my new poem, “The Scream”
I could never tell you,
That gravity is a constant battle,
for me.
Holding me to earth,
While my mind,
Is still swimming in the Milky Way.
Touching the stars,
And dancing on Jupiter,
With moon dust in my hair,
Eating coconuts,
With nebula eyes,
Because,
I want everything to be,
Perfect.
I could never tell you,
This philosophy that,
There is no point in worrying,
About things you cannot change,
Is like having skeletons dancing,
Around this empty pit,
That is your name.
I could never tell you,
That now I kiss the lips,
Of consequence.
And allow my demons,
Pry my mind open.
And that now,
I have this thought process,
I’ve set for myself.
Full of compassion.
Full of shit.
© Copyright 2013 K.Kovac
You can’t be more honest, then when you’re naked.
