|guilty pleasure 4life, etc|
1did you know there is no sound so soft1 by ghostporn
that you cannot hear it?
noises so little
they cannot be
even if you press your palms
to your ears
and listen to yourself;
a silent room
cannot be erased
even by the deaf.
neither his nor theirswouldn’t it be a wonderful dayneither his nor theirs by ghostporn
if i could convince you
that your fingers are, in fact,
a work of art
and perfectly fitting
for doing some fitting.
but, no, i understand
that you prefer soap and water
and i am not a work of art
nor particularly well-fitting
with all my begging and pleading
apologizing, sadly, angry
running away to take a shower and mourn
my substandard form.
is it wrong that i love you
wrong that you are all i want?
wrong that my life has become
an endless race towards a finish line
where you are waiting
with hungry eyes and warm palms
promises and teeth
and clean fingers.
very importanti was 10. probably.very important by ghostporn
and it was 5th grade
report on any marine animal
and there it was, staring me in the face
mud coloured and beady-eyed with cat whiskers like my grandpa
on the bathroom door.
which is silly. i know.
grandpa died two weeks ago and sent us $500 yesterday.
anyway, this fish
it’s a shark thing, like, kind of, and iirc it was australian
you know it’s australian because it’s scary
and its name is a mouthful of chewy pastry
wobbegong, it was called!
a carpet shark. it spends its whole life as a swimming rug, eating things.
i loved that thing. any report on an animal was fun for me.
i did narwhals, too, and oar fish. google those if you don’t know what they are.
the point i am trying to get at is that
wobbegong (wah-bee-gong) sounds a lot like the word
and i have associated them forever, to this very day.
i just thought you should know.
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