I hate sounding cliché. & this is probably gonna sound cliché as hell, but 2023 is definitely a year of change. Good change. Well…I guess all change is good. Idk if I can speak for that for every single case/person, but the good change? Yeah that’s that shit I’m on.
Ok but Wtf does this have to do with the dead?
Every-fucking-thing.
Because there are a couple people in my life, with all love- I choose not to resuscitate the connections.
Excavating the same grave
& expecting new life
When only toxicity is resurrected every time…
Connection 2:
2022
with her was…bird food.
& because of my very strong like, allowed myself to be breadcrumbed
Succumbed
To lust
& pretty potential
When in actuality
reality: this toy was shiny
But still a gun.
Capable of
An inescapable fog and inexplicable buzz
But.
Love
And Saturn returning me to center.
Shadow work and

Two names on parchment and

What is dead, is no longer
That’s what the fuck I call higher learning.