"I want to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbable, beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings."
|breaks into your room:||ITS ALMOST OCTOBER
|rips open blinds:||SMELL THE PUMPKINS
|pulls you out of bed:||LOOK AT THE LEAVES
|leans in really close:||
|feel the spoopy
My heart’s a hammer
beating me into a shape
that I do not like.
I know this feel. damn it.