gnawing life with plastic vampire teeth

i seep through laugh lines lavender yellow i'll be magma soar into breeze without weeping wave or crying tide the same way you don't this is blasphemy against emotion (but we'll burn some other day) this is ever fuming witch's brew soaking up the sky and all things above this is two minutes to midnight and you swallow in seconds and dead languages i'll take your demons out for a walk and push them over blood clouds (how ii did you get that colour) this is ridiculous and you smile and your lips are jellyfish and i'll bury them in the sand next to a castle titanium iii - iv sometimes i find myself gnawing life with plastic vampire teeth not dishonest, but ingenuine two weeks ago we had a stream of consciousness exercise one of the prompts was “when everyhing has changed” and i think it was my brain protecting me just like it did until i am twenty three taking a class on psychological trauma and finding it all so fascinating and unfamiliar until i only find it fascinating until i am twenty three taking a class on psychological trauma my nerves won’t shoot it wasn’t until she didn’t come home that night and then she did then she went out to get greens that i had my first panic attack i helped her pick a dress, did her makeup too until i am twenty four waiting for a bus in treptow my nerves won’t shoot i’m sicker than i joke about to the point i’m so inclined to think that’s not even sick enough i’m so tired of checking if my backpack is still heavy enough still curving in the right places if i have my keys still in my left pocket that’s where my hand should be no everyone’s gonna make it home tonight and find everyhing where they left it i’m going to help her pick a dress, do her makeup too and nothing’s going to change this time maybe i’ll even write about it v ... created by Gamze S. Saymaz, in collaboration with bodyinperform, as part of project "Liber de Causis" designed and managed by Ayça Ceylan & executed by Serra Rodoplu ...