pulse.


"Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart is just going to cave in."
-Ricky Fitts, American Beauty

28.3.08

scarlet to crimson

rush by Alistair Chong

i crossed the border
the edge of tension
past the breaking point
like the strings on a piano
the hammer falls for the final time
and all hell is let go
and now inside its all unraveling
falling away
lashing out on the inside
blades flashing cut me to parts
before it reaches the outside
i catch my boiling blood
hold it in my hands
and find myself in it
before it overflows
this fire is the only way
or you
but i don't even know
if you do

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