ManicDepot

I just want to erase the face of every woman I’ve ever encountered. Every woman that has ever let me down, left me with a broken heart, and left me with useless, unforgettable memories and nostalgia. Erase the faces. Start off fresh. Give me a fighting chance.

I told her I wanted to fuck a poet. She said, “Nah, two poets can’t be together. You two will feel too much. You need someone who is the polar opposite.” But I would rather my poetic lover and I feel more than we’ve ever felt than for us to feel nothing at all.

Maybe there’s a glitch in my system— Or a hole in my heart— Or maybe I was just created half empty from the start. Maybe I wasn’t meant to be a shot taken in the early mornings, or during chaotic afternoons, or in the settling evenings— Maybe I wasn’t meant to be loved in its entirety. Maybe the love that was left is supposed to be created by me, through me.

My goal in life is to be one of those people who are just light. You see them and you suddenly feel so warm inside and all you want to do is hug them. And they look at you and smile with the warmest light in their eyes…. and you love them. maybe not in a romantic way but you just want to be close to them and you hope some of their light transfers onto you.

This is sensual

Comforting

My womanhood is trembling

saying my name is so intimate why would you do that to me

Yes— but say it anyway, in any way, if you’re soul is genuine and your heart is right.