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True Violence
True Violence
What it takes
to change
that distainful look
of incredulity
perched atop
that security blanket
of isolation
from intimacy
is true violence,
the trust
that presses up
against
that shadowed disbelief
that shields you
from a bitten lip
and knowing eye
that turns
into a kiss.
What it takes
to change
that distainful look
of incredulity
perched atop
that security blanket
of isolation
from intimacy
is true violence,
the trust
that presses up
against
that shadowed disbelief
that shields you
from a bitten lip
and knowing eye
that turns
into a kiss.
Published 11th Jul 2024
Author's Note
Relax.
I don't want anything from you; I want something for you.
I don't want anything from you; I want something for you.
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23rd Jul 2024 2:47am
I had to mull this over, like eight or ten times to make sure I followed the axiom.
I love the way -- have always loved the way -- you elevate everything to the state of mind.
What it takes
to change
that distainful look
of incredulity..
from intimacy
is true violence,
That piece in isolation... HOLY SHIT.
The violence exists in transition from doubt to lust to passion. The exchange of emotion in a natural world is, in itself, isolating and unnatural... and violent.
One day people will realize you're a fucking genius. Today I do.
I love the way -- have always loved the way -- you elevate everything to the state of mind.
What it takes
to change
that distainful look
of incredulity..
from intimacy
is true violence,
That piece in isolation... HOLY SHIT.
The violence exists in transition from doubt to lust to passion. The exchange of emotion in a natural world is, in itself, isolating and unnatural... and violent.
One day people will realize you're a fucking genius. Today I do.
24th Jul 2024 00:36am
Thank you....stunning comment.
I love the inside person, not stripped of their humanity but dripping with it.
We all want to be loved for who we are....so we have to drop our distractions.
We are not our avatar, but the package we express ourselves in is our carapace. Our shell is part of us.
Intimacy is my melting point.
Thank you.
I love the inside person, not stripped of their humanity but dripping with it.
We all want to be loved for who we are....so we have to drop our distractions.
We are not our avatar, but the package we express ourselves in is our carapace. Our shell is part of us.
Intimacy is my melting point.
Thank you.
