You really want to know me?
I’m an ocean.
By that I mean that sometimes I'll be a tranquil pond, the kind that reflects the sunset at exactly the right time of day and as the tide rolls in my crests will sparkle and I won't be able to stop kissing your shore.By that I mean that sometimes I'll churn black with broiling foam, with a darkness that at high tide throws itself at harbour walls. Sometimes whilst falling asleep y...
Construction
My vagus nerve has notches carved into it,you can almost hear them creak when I move.Every layer is built of everyone that's made my pulse quicken,micromoments of frequencies of love that scaffold the path between my head and my heart.Parts of it you can loose your fingers in,it's both sweet and sticky to the touch,the kind of honey that's seductive until you realise you're drowning in it.Other...
Directions
If you ever can't find me, run into the sea at sunset, dive under and stay there until your lungs begin to tremble.What's the first place you think of when your head breaks the ocean's womb and you breathe again for the very first time?Hike into the desert at night and let the constellations be your GPS.Where do you end up when the dawn finally eclipses the last star you see?Close your eyes and...