just like heaven

Apr 30

Written By Rushlight.

i think my hips might be trapped within my mattress

i think i started to sink

and phased through the top layers by mistake

topographical love

pushing upwards

in discs and planes

and i guess now we’re in a realm of colored pencil plateaus

and i wonder how often you think about me

and i wonder if things are going to go back

i imagine a dreamscape replica of my school

only it's not a replica but its still my school

i walk past suites that are endless expanses behind doors

that should probably be closed

and find myself in a lavish room filled with so many vases and everything is blue and green and velvet

and it was like heaven

like when the leaves are all the shades of leather

like limerence

like the want just bleeds into the air

like it should be illegal the way i wanted to touch your skin

electricity percolating

entropy takes hold

energy does not rearrange itself like matter does

but everything needs it

all the time

my therapist says

there are a lot of sweet people out there that you cannot morph yourself into to provide what they

need

i think it fizzles out eventually

i think it has to

Lepidopterophobia