On wings of integrity: Are you wasting away in your skin? Are you missing the love of your kin? Nodding and melting and fading away...

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Are you wasting away in your skin? Are you missing the love of your kin? Nodding and melting and fading away...

All I want to be is a beautiful illustration,
something you can see but never physically feel, I could perhaps touch your heart, but that is it. I want to be immortal and beautiful; If I was a drawing I could stay like that forever, a depiction of what perfection really should be, nothing to destroy or ruin my unblemished state.
Yeah, that's all I wish I was, something unimaginally beatiful to look at.

....I hate how obsessed I am with Image.

"You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for"

Richard Siken