mmm well, i'm dead__last on twitter and wtf this is my tumblr shit that kinda displays my fukd up mind :-)
Reblogged from mermaidsandearthquakes
The skies have the same
laugh as a September I recall with fondness
but the calendar tells me
‘tis the season to be drawing to a close
all the memories of the labels
we’ve put on the last 365 days.
My heart keeps thinking I’m back
in the arms of an August I should have
Left years ago, and my feet
seem to think that they’ve wandered back to a much-loved June.
I can’t seem to keep all of me
on one page, not even one
Cycle of the Earth around Her golden Lover.