wearestarstuff

Status: it's been a while
Joined: September 27, 2012
Last Seen: 3 years
Birthday: February 12
user id: 332267
Location: Pluto
Gender: M
glenn.
 
putting the try in poetry. 
passionately curious. 
1° 17′ N.  lost. 
 
dihydrogen monoxide connoisseur, asmr junkie,
maladaptive coping mechanism tester, deteriorating mess,
hoe for Pluto etc.

I love you, H.
 
evidently horrible at introductions. 

   say hi?   

 
tumblr
poetry: messagestoanonymous

other picturesque melancholy: textisdead


twitter
@cloudstains / @glennunedited

chapbooks
yumpu.com/cloudstains
or
scribd.com/cloudstains

 

Quotes by wearestarstuff

'self-sufficiency'

i want to feel

comfortably alone
where i can 
wake up everyday
and say 
'i love me' instead
of 'i love you'

i'll feel
the warmth
from a cup
of earl grey
that i'll brew 
for myself 

the silence may
be deafening but
it drowns out
the reminders
of this 
marred world.

an emotional autarky.
the only one planting kisses on me at night are mosquitoes. 

you have all the
right words to say 
you listen in
an empathetic way

deep in you 
i can see the space
for a lovely, welcoming 
garden, eager to spring


there and then
i knew you were 
a statistical minority 
a theoretical anomaly

for one such as you 
warm, i have 
never seen
never anticipated

you truly are
(i wish i had
the words 
to describe you). 










cheesy.

'petrichor' 

I quite like 
the smell after rain
it's a tangible
feeling of new

the grass is
bathed in hope 
while I am still
as weathered.









 

'stockholm syndrome'

your love is a stranglehold
for rationality
and for words
(vaguely desensitizing)

in your bubble where
love is the currency,
i am your captive
and your ransom

am i in love with you 
or this thing 
you've put around
my neck?


















colour me impressed
for through
everything that
i should've
seen through
you've coloured 
my eyes red.
a silhouette under the faint street glow
not looking umkempt, by any measure
rummaging, in search of his own gold
maybe tonight, trash is treasure
gathering his find, watching life unfold
maybe tonight, trash is trash forever. 



Everyone winds up kissing the wrong person goodnight.
"For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love." 
 Carl Sagan, 'Contact'
I want to go home, but i haven't found it yet
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