yet tempests still see

"Love out loud. There are people all around you who need it, and you do not realise—their night, their sweat. Really, painfully, crash-into-goddamn love them. Louder than life can bruise them. Further than thought can force them. Love out-lasting."

—Ian William L.

the morning of the day inside of me

"How strange I feel, if as a lit match soaked in sweat, the bird of prey run through an ocean."

—Ian William L.

to this day

seconds—thirds

Those hash tags are nooses, hang my eyes upon you.

cutting the after

You don't see broken glass. You can't fix robot people. You won't love easy.

what do you want