my goodness.

goodness. 

my heart. 

words i never want to repeat. i didn't know this is how it would be. you're an anomaly in nature, you're silence when the sound is on. you're a cherry stem, marfa lights, the escapist nature of the taos hum. you ever hear yourself
laugh and catch yourself falling in love? i've never 
been here before. definitely didn't think it would be 
this lenitive - i feel like a hundred spring  suns are all pointed at me in every direction. i feel that if i wanted too, i could jump and catch a cloud, and win you some sort of carnival gift because of it. . i want to be honest with you. in the most
inopportune times i uncomfortably get captivated/get swallowed into an entirely different dimension
into your eyes and there's a glimmer that shines/think combining luciferase and photoproteins
and i activate it by telling you i love you, and it has
to be past 10pm and we both have to be exhausted
and the most vulnerable versions of ourselves. it's a field of bioluminescent bulbs each bursting...innately.
it rips away at me. it violently wrestled away at the parts infiltrated by ghosts. that inhabit houses i was too scared to evict them from. it's a hurricane that washes it all away. 0