ericoften speaking of things only known to me without finding someone I can pay feels like pre-emptive misunderstanding, feeling not fully known yet not fully unknown, inside of a shapeshifting thing that hides different parts of a wreckage. there is the fact that it doesn't shapeshift but instead simply rotates on an axis inaccessible, it is crushing, it is crushing me, it is larger than the sky, it is there no matter where I look, where I don't look
jbsmooth and settle
ericI want I feel I want to ask for what I want to feel
ericgoing back to find the things that disappeared when they were making their way to you
jbwhen the sun is sinking we are sinking too
ericheavensward megalith
jbnudging each other along a path neither here nor there protracted goodbyes embracing on tip toes plans for tomorrow or some other day wishes made behind masks the quiet climb back up my hill always and somehow still thinking about someone else
ericthe kindness of light that overwhelms and smooths away the details i used to fuss over is the kindness of forgetting