Enamored by your piety
Drawn in
Feel seen by your eyes
Compound and simple
You perceive me
Be an easy task
To reach out and grasp me
Hook me in
Your gentle sway
Alluring
Your redolence
Enthralling
Maybe you’re a trickster
Or maybe my guide home
Either way
I want to know you better
But I am a tempest of timidity
And I don’t want to lose my head
About the Creator
Aaron Morrison
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Born during a (___natural disaster___), Aaron spends his free time exploring (___unusual location (plural) ___) and raising domesticated (___fictional creature (plural)___).
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Day 4 of Quitting
If this is how sobriety feels, maybe it’s better to go through life a little buzzed… this, along with other hits like, I want to kill myself, I wish I was dead, and I’m going to throw myself off a bridge have been the only thoughts on rotation these past few days. I promise myself that if, in a month, I still feel like this (‘this’ meaning despondent, full of rage, and simultaneously numb) I can go back to smoking. Until mid-February though? Nicotine is off the table.
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Love that last line.
Nicely done. I knew it would be coming, but the last line still got an audible "HA" from me.👏👏👏
Damn, are you familiar with the discography of Cosmo Sheldrake? This feels like that. This is a compliment.