#phoetry

(i never said, i would try new things in 2026 but that doesn't mean i won't. as i have grown obsessed with the golden pig x pheal in these past weeks, i have decided to make my true feeling known in this poem)

let’s get married because there are vows we can only make in the dark

The conjoined twins are sharing a heart. A “fail” as biology, a perfection as metaphor from the blue, out of, as it sparkles ironic. These days, everyone wants to share their head.

Phoetry (photography and poetry)

Coming to you is always a new season. The blush of blood rising to a smile, the light lingering in laughter, and the sky soft as your cheek.

Senja.. Meski datangnya hanya sementara Aku selalu menikmati setiap indahnya Senja... Percayalah, aku selalu setia menunggu hadirnya Meskipun senja selalu pergi tanpa suara Senja.. Hati sudah terlalu rindu mengapa begitu cepat berlalu Aku tahu kita takkan bisa bersatu maka ijinkan aku sekali saja memelukmu Senja senja senja... Kamu dan senja sama saja Sama-sama sementara

My tongue is dry in this season. There are no bees to pursue and the birds are rigged to the wires. The wind thrums madness as a harold to coming fires.