Photography Great Wall and every time we kissed, there was another apple to cut into pieces I am the horizon you ride towards, the thing you can never lasso a harmless green burning all this green chaos, this foliage stirring you are innocent as a bathtub full of bullets. DSC_8439 God comes to your window a jar of fireflies i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) your real smile and the river rises like a barn on fire the mourning heat of the Sun the summit of yourself balanced alone your body glimmers in the dark slowly the night unravels like a ribbon at sunset I will see the seekers of gold you make mirrors want to grind themselves back down into sand For you, I lost the red and liquid breath of God inside my throat. but sacrifice is not the river despite the splinters in my heart, I still love i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) I taste the grit of heartbreak I could believe my body accidental like the dust of a strange country a dream bloomed every part of them blithe & smooth & touchable these signs that lead you to my door his wings are folded on your nest of boulders building gardens in the fire of god’s vacuity « ‹ of 2 › » Post navigation PreviousCoversNextVisual Art