joe vaughan

• 2012-01-29 6 notes

  i don’t know … ‘i was never very good at math’
  right now i am filing through the mysterious sky
  the cosmos keeps me hanging
  i have seen more than your 9 planets, wikipedia
  time is the vein of the l.h.c.: ‘protonise my life’
  i want to be w you in the boiling rain
  the sun is more than an improper noun
  this dictionary is reductive – ‘I hAte CoPS’
  blue mystery, keep your secrets
  don’t undress for me, please I mean it don’t
  i am circling this circle line in this metro train,
  not eaten for ~10 days, not slept in ~25
  it isn’t that we might end up dying
  it’s that we haven’t even been made yet
  throw me your air, earth i want to be w you
  i want to taste you earth w my lips,
  feel you breathing w my chest

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