Cosmic Ash

A Boy With Roses

When the water rises I will drink the tides of the moon. I will indulge in the plenary madness of our conclave. The sweetness of your breath pacifies my anxiety. You make me feel safe when the world is going up in flames, when I am close to going insane. The night is dark and magical. Kiss me gently under the dancing moonlight. You are the light in my life, the reason I continue to spin. I am a child of the moon. I see the poetry in death, how you drive me wild on those violet nights. I see the sunrise in a rabbit hole of prayers. I lick my lips and they taste sour like whiskey. I can taste the burn of the liquor going down my throat as I'm tangled up in cigarette smoke. Tangled up in the city pollution. I climb mountains just to feel alive, just to see the sea glittering like champagne. I wipe away the body sweat, I wipe away my tears. I promised I would never let you down, but now I'm drowning in the pain. I'm drinking till the day ends and the night begins. I have no doubts, I can feel myself imploding. I can feel the buttery silk run through my veins, inversely gyrating. I am made out of stars, hoping for peace in my mind. I lay awake in the night thinking about the summer of my childhood, wanting to have sex in swimming pools. I want to see the world with you. I want to leave the stage. I want to get the fuck out of this place. I want to go somewhere where nobody knows my name. I want to say goodbye to those painful days when everything went wrong. I want to run to the end of the world and fall.

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 23rd, 2021 18:52
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