sometimes I think you've set me up to fall. tripwires delicately placed in patterns calculated with precision to induce a constellation of sweet and gentle vertigo. our meeting the wavering glow of a dozen candles lit by words unspoken a subtle vibration deep in the body its hum resembling a secret illegal jerry rigged generator stored in the deep earthen basement dug beneath the foundation of a five million peopled city.
*(all words & images in this post by me.)
Beautiful…
This was beautiful. 🩷