blame me for the rocks and baby bones. (warwolves) wrote,
blame me for the rocks and baby bones.
warwolves

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and hand in hand we stand protesting while everyone is still asleep

all the walls of your house
were painted in deep blue,
you're at that indecisive age to choose colors that reflect you;
and everything and nothing
is in the space between all things,
that fascinates as much as it agitates,
words turn me into what I say, as

you pull your yellow-stained fingers
through your unkept hair,
I noticed that the corners of your jeans
were folded neatly into squares.

your thoughts are the strangest place that you've ever been,
stranger even than Los Angeles;
it's like a cinema where they never ask you to leave.


Idlewild - "The Space Between All Things"

[riddled especially should download this: idlewild reminds me a bit of wintersleep]
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