Proving to myself

Showering

Immediately after your hug

Because i know

Your touch

Went much deeper than the skin

Of my temple

Deagging my feet

You

So ready to lead me

Hand in hand

To the depths of your soul

Eager for me

To know,

To love

And how do i tell

Your eyes shining

With expectation

That i just 

Want to turn back

And never have to lie

About how distateful i find

The depth of your soul

That refused to grow 

Since its fifteenth birthday

Leser of the two solitudes

Talking to you

Makes me even lonelier

Than not

Knowing that you are

Unattainable

But frankly, id rather have

This achingly sweet loneliness

Than the void of your absence

fine words

as if words are just words
and have no roots in feeling

angular momentum

If I spin counterclockwise,
each turn robs the planet
of angular momentum
slowing its spin the tiniest bit
lengthening the night,
pushing back the dawn
giving me a little more
time here with you

-XKCD

and I, who flounder
in the timeless
space of triples ws,
think you and I have forever

Forever to ask,

Probe,

Mull,

Understand,

Enjoy

Granting,

Of course,

That you want to be around

That long

spelling out gestures

you don't have to leave
your door open for me

if you leave it unlatched
i will do the rest

-Z

agnostic

the word does not half cover
the struggles that come with it
-Z

fighting determinism

no one is completely free
but if i choose my own servitude
it frees me
-Z

packing infinities in finite moments

we know a housefly
has a life of five days
but the housefly itself
may have lived through
twenty years
-Z

Augustus Water's time

I wish time was like
Augustus Water's cigarette
I would embrace thirty
If only it did not have the power
To age me

I wish time was just a metaphor

I do not wish to be

In a world without you

Who make my ordinary life

Extra-ordinary

Just by your existence