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i swear
you could unzip my ribs
and my chest cavity
would be hollow
except for a heart
(to pump anxiety
throughout my body)
and a stomach
(to create pain)
and all around me
i feel this void
causing previously-ricocheting emotions
to spread into a whimper
as if they were never there
in the first place
you could unzip my ribs
and my chest cavity
would be hollow
except for a heart
(to pump anxiety
throughout my body)
and a stomach
(to create pain)
- organs are useful for nothing except for causing you to scream when they quit working and then stop when they stay that way
and all around me
i feel this void
causing previously-ricocheting emotions
to spread into a whimper
as if they were never there
in the first place
Literature
Chemistry
She’s an explosion.
He’s the catalyst.
Literature
burning bodies
and we yearned for something deeper tangled between bed sheets
but our palms were always split open, spilling malice.
our bodies, always in dire separation
even in scalding proximity.
je dis beaucoup des mensonges.
i tell a lot of lies.
the following:
we curled ourselves alongside icicles to bury the flames.
my waist still feels like a graveyard.
even after all the times you tasted my bone marrow,
you still have the nerve to say i'm not bitter.
our mansion is burning from the inside out
and we force-feed the desire with
prolonged gestures and held-breaths.
our combined scar tissue lies in a heap on the floor of our shrine
and the sk
Literature
Pyromaniac
I used to dream that I had
candles growing out of my head,
protruding like a cluster
of white horns, eternally lit,
dribbling wax masking my face.
I would wake—sweating, panting—
in the night and tiptoe outside,
clutching a matchbox
as if it were a holy book,
where one by one
I would scorch my fingers black
and whisper your name—
each flame across my skin
accompanied by
your image,
your scent,
your voice
telling me to stop hiding,
please, for the love of God,
stop hiding.
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very disjointed, that last verse. i also found this in my journal.
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Love this one! The emotions, the concept...I can feel those stars eating up my organs. Wonderful