i wish for an eternal love. a companion to the end of the world.
to feel home wherever,
to feel young when wizened,
to be free while restrained,
to feel clean when soiled,
to become whole once devoured.

may this page be a manifestation towards this transcendence. may i find this in this life
and the next and the after and into the dust.

humans, we wish to be adored. i long to be fawned, obsessed over,
exalted in a shared devotion. mushrooms rising out the ground into orange skies but
i can’t see them. for your eyes…