while, cooper and i both share love for music, we also have a passion for deep poetry. Yes, I said it. Deep. Poetry. (Let it sink in for a moment..) So anyways.. I thought I'd share an excerpt from a poem from our deep poetry hdubs (homework, h-w, hdubs..)
Of Ontology
"The bruises are beautiful really: orchid plum, bordeaux.
We need them. These are the overlush flowers of blood we bid
float broken through our pale skins when talk of divorce gets
physical and drunk. And we need that talk--that pain
in the range of our comprehension...
...no wonder
we chose familar hurt..."
"The bruises are beautiful really: orchid plum, bordeaux.
We need them. These are the overlush flowers of blood we bid
float broken through our pale skins when talk of divorce gets
physical and drunk. And we need that talk--that pain
in the range of our comprehension...
...no wonder
we chose familar hurt..."
DEEP.
THINK ABOUT IT.
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