Soft arms
Sewn to sheets
In the afternoon sun,
Are no more significant
Than the slurs that
Slipped out of a body
Carried by drunk, staggering
Legs.

I am small hands,
the last icicle in spring,
yellow bruises on a lover’s neck,
the pit
of a peach.

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softerworld:

A Softer World: 917

(it is the exact opposite of alone)

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printed-ink:

“Nothing” by Margaret Atwood 

(via leadingtone)

"

If I never see you again
I will always carry you
inside
outside

on my fingertips
and at brain edges

and in centers
centers
of what I am of
what remains.

"

Charles Bukowski 

(via wah-mos)

nevver:

Robert Frost

"When I first read the dictionary, I thought it was a long poem about everything."

 Steven Wright (via berfrois)

(via commovente)

Always reblog, always love this.

(Source: skvl, via d0-me-in-the-theatre-deactivate)

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typewriterblues:

Variation On The Word Sleep by Margaret Atwood

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only.

One of my very favorite authors/poets.

(via fara-nuna)

"Suddenly I realize
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom."

“A Blessing”, James Wright

i like my body when it is with your

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like„ slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new

- e.e. cummings

"I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary."

“Variations on the Word Sleep”, Margaret Atwood (via honeyvoiced)

(Source: honeyvoid)

"For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea"

maggie and milly and molly and may  by E. E. Cummings