“we met one strange summer in a regular tangle of sticky webs you had the air of angels sweet but I-- drowned with the damned spirits in lava oceans fearing your-- foreign static frequency and grey-green eyes (I swear they are even if you-- think otherwise): storms calm ones, calmer than my-- raging coals, empty and dead you speak of souls like you believe always an optimist in pessimistic skin of ivory and titanium mesh...” LoveFaithSilenceBeautySeaRegretSorrowDepressionCalmRageEyesDeadOptimistAngelsDemonsHollowDrowningNihilismPessimistSoulsPoetry LoveSummertimeLove LetterOne SidedStar Crossed LoversOceansBeat GenerationSummer LoveBeat Poetry Author:Moonshine Noire
“Maybe I should stop while I'm ahead Nay, I swim with sea-demons no sweet summer tuned radio over my sunless desertscape how does it burn without the sun?” LovePainPoetrySunSadDepressionSurvivalEmptyRadioDesertEndurancePessimismDystopianWeirdHollowNihilismEndingsBeat Generation Author:Moonshine Noire
“The locals died and shrivelled with the autumnal leaves as their plastic, seasonal smiles faded with the last of the holidaymakers.” LifeRealityDeathDarknessSadDepressionAutumnNihilism Author:Moonshine Noire
“(...) pick up your axe, start at the roots don't miss the trunk, never forget: to end life truly and finally start at the roots or end there.” LifeDeathNatureHurtTreeDepressionDeterminationSuicideNihilismPersonification Author:Moonshine Noire