21, M, Singapore
Stuck in life's rut. enjoys everything that is wrong in the eyes of the law.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
I have been wearing this heavy air like a tweed jacket. I carry her scent in my pocket. My fingertips stick to my skin. The humidity hangs patiently above the carpeting. I catch particles of moisture on my cheeks.
I just want to open my eyes and see that you are near. I want to see that you are here.
The Akron Family said, “Don’t be afraid; it’s only love.”
I hear echoes down the hall. The vibrations speak in hushed tones. I’m the only one home. It’s just me, talking to the walls. The humidity blankets me in wet discomfort. I have borrowed the psychical traits of loneliness for one more night.
The Akron Family said, “Love is simple.”
Love is fucked. Love needs lovers.
The Akron Family said, “Don’t be afraid; you’re already dead.”
These screams sound muted. They become the loudest silence in an otherwise empty room. She can’t be there. She should be near. She should be here.
The Akron Family started another song and I’m the only one listening.
