Blink once for hello twice for help me/ blink twice for I'm hurting,
three times for my heart is singing/ blink once for fuck off. Twice for
fuck me/ blink as fast as you can, as many times as you can for the bad-bad is coming/ blink once for I don't like it here, twice fast and twice slow for a tie this wanting to be closed with me/ blink once for throwing me into the ocean when I die, twice for burying me under a tree, three times if you want the fire
and don't tell me anything about something opening and closing windows and doors; we float through whatever the fuck we want, and whatever made us and brought us here is what taught us how
you'll hurt, we'll hurt- hot pain, cold pain, deep pain, shallow pain,
knotting pain, pulling apart pain, short pain, pain that goes with you into forever- but there will be bliss, joy, euphoria, in so much more variety so, yes, hold the pain and sink with it, but let it go and surface
when it's time, don't drown for things that are already dead
miss the physical being, but never the presence; everything and everyone is everywhere, existing and not, all at once
it forms a crystal (the thing you pulled out of your forehead and put
into a darkwet place), that is so orange it looks like the other side of
Something- so orange it's like looking at something from somewhere
else/ the cold weight of it in your hand makes you bring it to your chest
and a calm hits your feet as fast as your skull as fast as your heart/ it looks as if an orange was given the perfect amount of everything like if you tried to peel it, everything within five feet of you would be sticky with the juice/ it looks like if you press your fingers into it, the whole thing will burst