Poems from SweetCultist
Let's get married. We'll live forever.
Everything will be perfect, and they'll never find the bodies,
Skeletons in our closet; in our...
My life is nearly over, I leave the rest to you.
The dreaming, moon-beaming, blood teeming,
I've other things to do.
I need to write my...
I'll make a castle out of you,
Walls of bones and love and laughter,
And I'll live forever after,
And you won't even know,
As they sink...
There are so many things I find I'm forced to remember.
Sloppy drawings of sleepy Buddha in the back of a rotting notebook.
Cake crossing...
Sweep to the center of the room,
My brain, the state I live in,
All the junk; collect it in a pile,
And sweep it out the front door.
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