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I will run away barefoot on broken glass blindfolded by the sights of memories of a once present past all the wings of all the angels shall orbit my floating body as I drift away in the falling ocean that once rose that pulls me deeper and deeper in its infinite arms coral will be my bedding, and all the cries of every laboring mother will be my bedtime lullabies

Do not go hollow into the fray When your beloved darlings turn to clay for the love of every martyr’s blood and your mother’s tears of wishing well Do not go hollow into the blinding lights As above, so below, wise men said Keep your grounds, your motherland, your mother’s hands On your shaking hand and sweating forehead Do not go hollow when your time comes The layers of you, within you, without you Be like ice, baptize yourself in yourself Be like ice, rock hard from weightless flaked and hazy fogs Do not go hollow, finally, For the greatest of mountains are born from holes The wisest of men will perish as fools And the kindest of promises will always be cruel special thanks to A.Z. 

There are things I don't tell you, like how, after one year of writing a poem about falling out of love with you I fell back in love, and it hurt. How my subconscious reflex of looking for you in every crowd -desperately, regarding the thousands of kilometers between us-, i still look for the smallest friction of your characteristics. I still see you on perfectly drawn lips. Maybe I just found safety in a ghost's company and am too scared to look for another. I never made it to third dates ever since. I didn't tell you that. I had at least twenty firsts, tho. I didn't tell you that. I have a playlist of all the songs you shared. I didn’t tell you that. I had slept with someone else back then. I didn't tell you that. So I will wait for you on my kitchen floor listening to slaapzak and sipping on dry red wine, and if you don't make it, it's okay. And finally if there is a god after death, I'd tell him I tried.

Burds Burds Burds. #sky #silhouette #birds

Urban life. #ratb #bucharest #bucuresti #urbanphotography

Play dead to let it skip you this time.

open your chest and give shelter give shelter for the hummingbird feed it pieces of your heart and grow it to fight the eagle whose wings cover moonlight in sleepless nights   unbutton your knuckles and stop punching the mirror unbutton them and caress the reflection of what you were mould us into butterfly wings to dive deep into muddy rivers digging for gold that would promise our eyelids an afterlife cover

When I grow up. #feverray #moss #tree #macro #mood

TODAY HE WOKE UP AND THE AIR HURT HIS FACE TODAY HE WOKE UP AND THE CEMETERY WAS EMPTY OF GRACE THE BURNT-OUT CANDLES ON VETERANS' GRAVES CLUMSY TREES AT FULL BLOSSOM RESISTING VIOLENT WINDS THE SKY SNOWED CIGARETTE ASHES FROM HIS UTOPIA'S 8TH FLOOR TODAY HE SNOOZED N THE KITCHEN FLOOR TODAY HE WROTE A POEM THAT DOESN'T RHYME ANYMORE A GRIEVING WIDOW IS OUR BELOVED BORE.

Regardless of the heretic state of mind The unwillingness to be kind You are destined to lay in your bed of cold water. Surrounding every piece of this filthy skin Filtering out your mother’s screams for sobriety to unrecognizable underwater hums Your runny, chill, transparent blanket can no longer hide your scars The cold water can no longer wash away strangers’ kisses, the lascivious bites with the lust of beasts feasting on a prey. The wolf has never been mightier than the sheep Neither the sword has been mightier than this pen Nor late night blood dripping from your fingers, than this ink This ink This voice This demon This angel This ghost This me This now This cry This dry cheek This black lung This state of mind.

They wished me a happy christmas and a happy new year. But i never heard from you. #christmas #christmaslights #bucharest #bucuresti #romania #nightlife

Lets go pray and do everything we hate doing, doesn't matter since I have you by my side. #bucharest #bucuresti #sunset #sky #church #fall #autumn

How is it gonna be when the sun just falls down? If it just collapses and decides to change galaxies and relocate? What happens when we will both be on our couch, at noon and it gets dark? Will we just collapse into each other?! Seeking safety in each other's flesh or we will just run away from each other Each heading to their own temple begging an anonymous god For their forgiveness for harmless sins Will we still love each other in the darkness and the absence of that flaming star, nourishing plants? Will we settle for millions of glittering stars in the sky and a dark circular rock that was once a shiny moon influencing poets in love? If today the sun fell off of its place. I will still love you I will still remember each and every act of kindness from my beloved And love them until we all starve to death.

Once you’re in deep In absolute absence of light Adjustment shows up With survival instincts Other senses develop themselves to create an image Visualizing a path. Trusting superior power to lead you through. Once you’re in deep. You learn to give in You learn music and musical behavior You appreciate smells and sounds. Once you’re in deep Please make it through And create a better mold of your beautiful self. Once you’re in deep light might hurt But please remember That I love you

Misty minty monday mornings. #mint #bucharest #cityscape #fog #dawn #romania #nofilter