Rec | NOTES POEM | APRIL 17TH @ 3:51AM

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I thought think about texting you. But then I surrender in the ocean. Im reminded that love comes in waves and some things are meant to remain in the depths. That was a lovely time and season we’ll never get back. It was summer but winter is inevitable.

@sky

Apr 24, 2024

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@francesco-risso

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a poem i wrote

there are things i think are weird but it’s not that they are actually weird it’s that they are unusual or they bring me a new perspective — one that i’m not so used to — like seeing an orange tractor on the side of the road surrounded by three men in orange construction suits in the middle of the french countryside or the fact that at the beach yesterday, the foggy glimpse of land, the island we could see in the distance was the british island of jersey. it made me think about how the world is really so small and that we, humans, are the ones that make it seem so big and vast. we are the ones that over complicate over think over populate over build over use over dignify ourselves when we are just merely visitors in this never ending universe. and somehow, in some situations that idea is safety and comfort. it’s refreshing to know that as messy and as complicated our lives are, none of it actually matters. because if nothing matters, we can get away with a lot. we can be mean and crazy and stupid and in love and happy and hungry for more and sad and lively and alone. but then i remember that “we are not a drop in the ocean we are the ocean in a drop” and we don’t have to pretend that our emotions are meaningless and that our lives aren’t meant to be lived and we aren’t meant to be thought about and cared for and loved. the things we feel are real and they hurt. they are painful. they are beautiful. they stay and they pass. just like the fog that covers up jersey — just like the tractor on the side of the road — just like us.

@sunflowerlady

Jan 4, 2025

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not sure what this is saying and i wrote it

i toss and i turn with the pillow staying put, welcoming a new wave of anxiety with each movement 2:18 on the clock and the fan adds more momentum to my unattainable thoughts buried in the need to see, and learn the unknown yet, i lay on the surface as a parched rock in the middle of my favorite beach, reeking of the current simplicities of life though its surely a blessing in disguise which i might recall five years from now standing by, holding onto my innocence, waiting to believe in a miracle or see a comet pass by in the dark night sky