quietly and quiet the window burst open! cautiously slow...you can hear his scent...

only with soot alone The Night paints faces: once it will merge with the darkness, once it will repeat like echo

steamboating like dryice needle the metallic tip rested on ambered veinvessel ready to spill mercury like ink, a potion of weighted colours. like smokecurve it snailed slow in a haze, to flowgrasp, to live past deadend stopsigns at very tips of lightningous veinends #vss #vss365

vampires get vitamin d from the moon

miow

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it had to spill, it's what tea does, so it spills, a sight heavenless stareyed, like laser to a temple. like a black fishnet stocking on a tan leg, no one knows what will pass. only you see, it flows intravenously, it spills up like a starfish, higher than a minaret #vss #vss365

it was said insects are gone, so I went to investigate: saw 2 butterflies, 2 bugs, a bee, one groundhog, 6 deer, 3 large birds...

hi

☀️ ✨️

deer crossing 🦌

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firstwake as crescent slowspell, pale silence in aftertaste of citrine emberglow, pillowlipsed into higher temperatures like a fireless flameburn, taste aperture lotused at speed of moon, thought spilled then froze to a still, awakened a regular morning a normal home #vss #vss365

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warmthwavered around threads of lightveil on a morning window, ray found path to your teacup, thick honeyed emerald ambered fireflame, touched duststars, day on standstill pause in a mirrorwindow, signs of no shadows no miracles #vss356 #vss

sunrises sunprinted ray travelers soften wallpaper, polaroiding silvery threads – i pour tea to topple the rim filling the moon of the cup, rippling it apart til stillness, a heartbeat away the audiowaves travel through the shuddering veinpath of your soul's gate #vss #vss365

trees burning but with clouds

logic is just bad poetry

а луна отразится в пруду серебристой утоплиннецей – а я иду как по тонкому льду, незная где путь закончится...