My bookshelf: green books
do you ever cry because you’ve somehow managed to gain a truly fucking amazing person as your friend? and just think about how fucking blessed you are for their existence and how in some previous life you must have done something fucking amazing to deserve them in this life? DO YOU?
and they speck in my eyes
filling them, I am open wide
to all the sky may give me.
The earth has roughed my skin
and broken my smile
but space presses gently on me.
It soothes my burns in drops
and casts away the dirt with a blow;
it closes my eyes with the cold
and sinks me low,
The sun has sunk back on its haunches
and fallen to the other side of the world’s eye
leaving a golden stain in its absence
and the chill of a descending night.
I have stared at it until my eyes bled blue
and darkness smudged my lips.
Remaining frozen and unblinking until
it is too dark to see
that the sun on the other side of my eye
Getting some of the landing finished & a small number of my books out. At this rate, I’ll be refinishing the basement as a library!
Migi says that I took her sunbeam space, & that she doesn’t approve.
I also took some artsy shots (or tried to)