My Untouchable Face

The effortless nature of the unreliable narrator

~ Monday, February 20 ~

Anonymous asked: if all the oceans came together, baby, they'd describe how wet i am right now.

You are not the One, angel.
You are not the cowboy with the hand-tinted eyes
and matching colts of supreme silver.
Your pistols are jelly,
you’ve lost your horse
and must eat your own lips
just to stay alive.

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