My Untouchable Face

The effortless nature of the unreliable narrator
~ Monday, February 20 ~
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derriqueen:

lilysofthefield:

myuntouchableface:

my teeth shall fall
from my skull like rain

the dreams of the dead
flow into the ocean

and I will string your teeth
hanging them like a necklace

then collect your dreams into jars
and show the world how they glow 

but what would the world do
with a glowing jar of dreams—

here the world’s shadow might bend
and cast towards hung yellow stars

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    my teeth shall fall from my skull like rain the dreams of the dead flow into the ocean lilysofthefield:
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    your eyes were starshine, piercing into the marrow of hollow pages they told me ten stories that sounded like songs and...
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