opaline()
blue.shutters(cliff.suspended);
wide.open(audacity.exhaling);
polished.stone(minefield.steps);
waterline.clamped(hex#09C3DB);
linen.ocean.dried(sun-bleached);
horizon.possibilities(line.hooked);
light.spectrum(cotton.measured);
speak.of(1.40am);
paper.walls(wound.stitched);
three.of.clubs(deck.searching);
handcuffs.painted(with.no.crayons);
abdomen(acrylic.absorbed);
floorboard.&.tooth(chipped);
paint-stained(elbow.grazing);
self-inflicted.re-rapture;
opaline;
permission.to.remain(unfinished);
brush.oiled(indulgence.soaked);
voltage.ready;
⸻
spine.bent(concrete.stapled);
moral.collapse(head.nailed);
reduced.to(bathroom.mirror);
examined;
restrained;
paint.wet;
i.too(refuse.impatience);
humbled.anemic(red.cell.imprisoned);
iron.deficiency(destined.to.fade);
scent(piedmont.locked);
transdermal;
framed.as.mine;
⸻
wine.alcatraz(aftermath);
glass.breathing;
no.regrets(phenomenon);
composure.anatomical(steam.merged);
unfolded;
reflection.slicked;
tile(humidity.laced);
single.stroked(murky.water);
you.sleep.little;
i.dream.less;
sour.illusion(persists);
summer.high(peels.off);
sky.green-submerged(mild.accusations);
⸻
tendon;
home;
blue cyjan ships sail in the clouds or maybe different colour in your mind, slowly. no one stops to wonder whether they are just clouds. someone maybe sees them in a mirror, or maybe they are clouds of vapour. ships sail far up high, so the eyes must squint, feet in the ocean water, hands reaching to the sky that almost fetch sails taut out of syntax, hulls torn from black lava. maybe dream without sound. without waves. pointlessly sailing with no heads in clouds
Your words always read like emotional code, fragments compiling into something that's both vulnerable and luminous. permission.to.remain(unfinished) is a stunning line.