fiftypercent

count, an enigma of
pink skies, like a
simple replacement
cypher on ticker tape,
hidden in the heal of
an ultra secret spy shoe,
size six, suede: blue; and
the count still stands at
seventeen, of letters, like
lives i regret & and i have
learned to be ok with the boy
that was, and love the man that
is, a fisticuff, broken noses, like
pinned wrists and eight am after
being out all night, up to mischief;
and i count down, pages of a chapter,
sideways grin, a verse that keeps
rhyming, like a white boy that thinks
he is a rapper; and we are wild, and
dangerous, a story told to the good
kids, a wolves warning; and we are
everything we ought to be, as we
break through, howl, like stars glinting,
& count, up, all of the forgotten rules.

“Loving someone who cannot love you the same way in return is not weakness. It’s one of the most courageous things you’ll ever do. You are putting your armour at their feet and you are saying ‘I will not fight you in this. I have loved you and that means that I have already won.’”
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“Let algebra be your guacamole.”
— Algebra professor (via mathprofessorquotes)

manhattanbeach

other side of tracks,
like the spot just
above the elbow, like
a bruise, an inch right of
the cleft; and we whisper,
fuck and shit and oh my
god, and words without
letters, and exclaim
silently, mouths agape
and violent; and we swing,
on ropes hung from the moon,
like ecstatic face reddening;
and our ears are hot, and our
legs taut, and there is seven
seconds between the touch, delay,
anticipate, like getting lost in the
thick crowd of a club, and the beat
moves to middles, like a skirt, inert, 
bunching up to the knees; and our
eyes can’t keep up, and our knuckles
clench white, like a climb, like a wall
where the bedpost twists; and we reach
the other side, flat out, hours long, the
edge of your distance, like none other.

jonasgrossmann:

stephen shore… amarillo, texas / n.nd. / wyoming 1973 @ americansuburbx

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