(Source: hermosanikita, via vulsinite)

@14 hours ago with 4201 notes

lum

fresh breath 

earth bitten grown in gash

slow down toe deep

tricycle char round axle parallactic 

to climatise 

to float

low sitting water 

lum

loom over floating shadow

twice powered 

S.P.C

@3 days ago with 2 notes
#poem #poetry #free 
nevver:

Calvin and Hobbes, embroidered.

nevver:

Calvin and Hobbes, embroidered.

(Source: etsy.com)

@2 weeks ago with 1715 notes

Everyplace is a prison locked in stillness 

S.P.C

@3 weeks ago with 1 note
#poem #poetry #short 

(Source: euo)

@1 month ago with 183 notes

scum

heirloom pocket 
hands 
of butter
toxic 
hemlock 
spew

@1 month ago with 1 note
#poetry #scum #poem #prose #creative 

translucent blue raspberry gelatin skin

akin to chucked 

sugar dried mango tear

jerky ass sore tooth

the sun in my head

broken up inside disco ball

each coating to sweat

 glacial layers of sugar crust

the blue and orange and me version of what you were

trying to say

S.P.C

@1 month ago with 4 notes
#poem #poetry 
zeroing:

Yves Klein

zeroing:

Yves Klein

(Source: vjeranski)

@1 month ago with 615 notes
nevver:

Deck, David Shrigley
@14 hours ago with 3895 notes
sickpage:

Blake Ritter
@1 week ago with 1966 notes

morning poem

she took in 

intra- terrestrial 

soft as bug wings in mad

escapist breath 

S.P.C

@2 weeks ago with 2 notes
#poem #poetry 

Information

Information

inwards to cranial cave 

duck under 

moss rocks

drip

drip.. let my thoughts 

drip 

and eventually form

into terrifying mineral forms

pointing inwards toward myself

cave drawings with charcoal

forming inwards

i’ll fly

in

formation

only if you fly with me

otherwise i’m alone 

S.P.C

@1 month ago with 2 notes
#poetry #prose #poem 
tonicospicantes:

sktch844 by trance-orange
@1 month ago with 2590 notes

Short for M

you were the richness of cold deadwood 

in nourishing face to face attempts of 

litmus kisses or second and third guessing

S.P.C

@1 month ago
#poem #prose #creative #writing 

G Train

wash-back sand

grown cold in heel pressed divot  

fever green pallour to

reach around your mouth and

limp fingers taste

rivulets of small glass pieces 

null

a coin on the tracks

to love the idea of one’s own eyes adoring themselves 

May’s smothering green eternalized 

in stained glass; a tableau for frail energy 

tremulous hope speech

S.P.C

@1 month ago
#poetry #prose 
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