:)

ok, so the last post was black. I wasn't in a good place. A long night of awakeness, much battle with pointless demons and dragons, and i was tired. Luckily though, i don't think the spark ever dies, and poetry, well, she's gonna be evoked right now...

sometimes i want to clingwrap a kiss and deepfreeze a moment and stop a stopwatch and touch it one more just once more and know it again
but cling wrap tears when you pull it too tightly
and fairies have wings that take freezers unkindly
and its meant to go as i am too
but the good news is i just found...

:/

I congratulate you, oh everyday, and applaud you mediocre, and status quo, you get a standing ovation. you've finally dragged her out of me. It's what you wanted, isn't it? it's what they meant, na? after years of fight, of hope, of tinier and tinier spark, i think you've finally done it.
My poetry is near dead.happy?