anniversary
six months in, one year down, and all these tapes, I made for you...
red rock crossing
empty beds in august
september draft (for michael)
october candy masks
loss regrets (fast forward to feburary)
her heathered grey shirt rises to her knees
march of tides/prince of nothing
late towers in april/pyramid drinker
the cruelest showers always end up kind
black cherry bandages
poolpartypoolpartypoolparty
underwater peoples
the harsh whisper of the sliding glass door and the hushed murmur behind hands to her girlfriend's ear, sunlight in sheets like birthday candles, the taste of chlorine behind everything and ease with which she smiles, pause once and admire all the girls and the way they wear their cocaine sunglasses, poised around the edge like angels, french-tip manicures breaking the surface like calendar pages, saturday afternoon reflects in the ripples, dusk slumbers in the shadows cast about the patio but so far away as to be a mirage, and it doesn't matter that house is broken down or that grass is dying from the heat of june, or that the planes fly too low in their traffic patterns, or that hearts never break or that everything turns to ashes eventually, if only she would strip down next to her skin and jump in the pool...
POOLPARTYPOOLPARTYPOOLPARTY
and all at once i feel this, oh how it clings...
these summer mirrors are your motion motive, slay me with the showcase scars of your reflection, bring me back to life with the Black Cherry Bandages of your hair draped across my chest, i am revived, i am yours...
I want to take her by the hand, show her some beauty before the damage is done
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