go_on_without_me raze some_night_soon, you're_leaving. you_move, lost_in_a_familiar_place — beautifully primal, bent_under_some_obscure_burden, a_little_more_than_curious. back_and_forth the_body_talks, dusty_jasmine drifting_behind. there's_always_a_siren. there's_a_black_cloud. what_we_do_while_we_sleep: escape_the_past. you_show_me_the_world_as_i_love_to_see_it, barely_glimpsed_in_passing give_me_back_those_days —days_of_innocence_lost. i_want_to_be_fire. you_know_what_you_are. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . (a collage poem of sorts, constructed from evocative moments immortalized on two_out_of_three_words and directly inspired by what ovenbird did with apples_and_honey_slept_creepy_and_weird.) 251015 ... ovenbird This is SO good. 251015 ... nr more amazingness. 251015 what's it to you? who go blather from