i must be dreaming

violentwavesofemotion:

“My eternity has died and I am waking it.”

— César Vallejo, tr. by Clayton Eshleman, from Selected Poem; “Violence,”

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violentwavesofemotion:

“Your mouth speaks with four hundred roses, beats the trees, overwhelms the entire earth, pours the first shiver into the body.”

— Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Olga Broumas & T. Begley, from “Variations on a Sunbeam,”

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violentwavesofemotion:

“God is a brutal God / and passion means arrows of pain,”

— Velimir Khlebnikov, tr. by Gary Kern, from “Sweet Talk,” wr. c. March 1920

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If you’re so sure you’d be better off with somebody new then I guess that’s all there is left to say 

heavy as it might feel,

the stars have slipped into their silver apparel

ready to face the merciless wrath of god

so when the clouds come marching in

it’s as if the wine made from water

could save their stomachs

and cleanse their brains

of the thousand and one sins they had made

while staring mirrors straight in the eye

and seeing somebody else in return

you’re back to sleeping at those suicide doors,

one foot out in the chilly hallway again

as if that faint glimmer of light from beneath

the next door could convince you… I’m fine

when did your head and heart

stop fighting altogether so they could

enjoy the startling silence of dinners

with Jesus as a third party?

how did you grow so weak

that your ankles buckle every time

you hear the growling and howling

of heavy metal chains?

if you wanted to, we could still scrimmage

for the silver in those breaking chains

looking over abysmal chasms trying

to find god in the thousand and one cracks

I know it hurts like hell but if we go home

right now, we’ll find the wolves asleep,

humming to the sound of jingle bells

let’s stay fast asleep with the help of spirits,

be it those you find during Christmas

or in lone wolves with the moon for company

it might take a thousand and one

sleepless days to tame and teach the wolves

how to turn their heads but when I do,

I swear I’ll be over you by then

(Let them be the ones going heads over heels

for you, I swear I’ll be done by then)

please don’t make me change my mind,

I haven’t got the time for you at all

when the stiff necks of those crying wolves

suddenly turn in your direction and

all you see is a million cold eyes

remember them as a last goodbye

and don’t make a move,

or they’ll come for you

and tear your measly brain apart

if you gave them the chance

(Just like how you tore you and I apart

once you got the chance)

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Told you I was in love with you and all you said was wait

untamedunwanted:

“Learn to give people up before they hurt you beyond repair. Even if they tell you they will change. Even if they tell you that they love you. Just remember, love isn’t meant to be permanently damaging. Love is meant to aid your healing.”

— Nikita Gill