I feel like the world is ending and I didn't feel that way until my eighteenth birthday, but perhaps it started sooner. This made me feel like it started sooner. I love the darkness and the lightness in this, the way the two balance each other out so softly and delicately. There's this excited youth buzzing through all the words, but a darkness in between all the sentences, a shadow weighing in the back and sneaking back up. I don't know if perhaps the world truly is ending or the storm just makes it feel that way, but no matter what, this was so beautiful and balanced and once again, absolute poetry.
July 4th, 2015 at 07:16am