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Singing Cold by failebashere, literature
Literature
Singing Cold
Press your cold nose to the hollow
of my throat and breathe,
and sing against my skin;
fall asleep with me,
whisper tales of snow and seasons,
how the ice always melts
in the end, and the sun
always comes back eventually.
Press a kiss to my pulse
and chase away the monsters
with cold hands to my back;
keep the cold just inside,
where I can call upon it
when things inside me burn
and summer never seems to go.
Forgetting by failebashere, literature
Literature
Forgetting
We'll move to the south to take shelter from the cold,
and we'll let our frozen blood thaw,
water down the sludge in our veins with the sea
And when we've forgotten the pain
and the bite of the January nights,
when we miss the frost on windows at six AM,
and the way the wind drilled needles
deep into our bones-
When we've forgotten the cold,
we'll wonder why we're here
and we'll beg to go home.
I Have A Question by failebashere, literature
Literature
I Have A Question
Just curious
just wondering
have to ask
got a question.
I don't mean to offend
not to pry or
make you feel weird
but I just have to ask
WHAT ARE YOU?
I've seen you around
I've watched you
like a zebra at the zoo,
wondered aloud
WHAT IS IT?
Just curious, you know,
you understand,
right? I'm just curious;
I just have to know.
A curiosity, you are;
a mystery, a spectacle
You're like one o' them
documentary shows, right?
You don't mind, do you?
Can I just ask a question?
I'm just curious.
I just have to know
WHAT ARE YOU?
I HAVE TO ASK.
WHAT ARE YOU?
JUST CURIOUS.
