• Hannah Flowers

my room is tainted with memories of you sweaty hands interlaced in the summer afternoon candy flavoured kisses trailing steady down your hips the promise of forever hidden just behind your lips your favourite music playing while we’re on the road headed toward an empty soda parlor on the coast a lugubrious emotion lingering in your eyes beautiful and brown and down-turned at the sides plans for a future bigger than you and i we could run and run but we couldn’t hide and now even my sanctuary is painted blue how do i forget about you?

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(un)holy ground

what once was sacred is cursed perhaps it could be worse the temple at which i’d pray overrun now by this wraith my messiah led me astray that’s what you get with blind faith my friends were also fool

you were a house.

can you feel me looking at you? can you hear me whisper to the moon? in the same way i felt you refrain heard the breaking of these chains as i tried to hold onto your frame after i had been an earthq

candles / spores

you asked me to meet you in a dream yes, i will, i replied swiftly for a moment’s pleasure seems far more important than honesty. have you ever watched a mushroom grow? some have spores which, at nigh