mind.wolf

March 2011

6 posts

“…white-haired, swarthy and thin, wearing a pink scarf around his neck and a brown frockcoat with copper buttons. He simpered, kissed Arkardy’s hand, and bowing to the guest, retreated towards the door, where he stood, his hands clasped behind his back.” —

Mar 24, 2011

#Fathers and Sons #Ivan Turgenev

Mar 23, 20111 note

“tear holes in me…my skin and its warmth turned and cold.
my cough worsens…my hands tremble and the taste bloodied and bitter
and my smile wicked.
tear holes, my dulled yellows and grays blurred.
the ushered ghosts along the water searching…unannounced and frightening.
like silk or a snake unwinding and my basement floor wet…and the rains, oh the rains pour.” —myself

Mar 11, 201113 notes

#Keiron #Keiron de Nobriga #mind.wolf #metaphysical

Mar 8, 201110 notes

#jimi hendrix #keiron #Keiron de Nobriga #mind.wolf #metaphysical

“I have loved the very moments turning..opened by vengeful winds and my shell hollowed, my silence kneeling…possessed, yes & magnified by currents pulling at my soul & i beg you to hold me for after tonight i fear that i will feel no more and it was from my eyes that i painted heaven’s pour, with rains wet and silver on the streets and lamps golden, singing and humming as my shadow approached..i would sink openly ▲” —

myself

January 16th at 6:39pm

Mar 7, 20116 notes

#Keiron #Keiron de Nobriga #mind.wolf #metaphysical

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Mar 7, 20112 notes

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