Written 2019-2020, ages 15-16 All untitled when the soul eater comes for me, i won't be denying anything a feather to the sky is all in my wake do or don't just look back down for my sake when the linkrot comes for me, i won't be scrambling to get away the answer's already clear at this point who cares death the second, birth the third it's for the worst who cares we're sparks we're gone we're eaten failed the scales and the angels will come 《 nibiru 2012 》 you saw the lights so long as we're here and so long as we're lonely grey clouds freeze and fall start small get smaller keyboard covered in moss ☆☆☆climb the cell phone tower and see the lights through the coverup☆☆☆ skin and bones lying touchtones the fae folk took us who cares who cares the moon will follow you home anyway ============================== glimpse over the edge suns below and stars around it like a halo wisps of clouds hesitant to even exist look up and see the moon broken, bleeding, a dying cell light spreading in a web across the heavens i'm falling backwards and that's okay i feel my heart beating for the first time in weeks the electricity turning back on on a darkened city but no one's home stared into the static too long, i guess what does it matter now? is this is what you would want to me to do? is this is what you would want to me to say? i'm just glad you're happy wherever you are ============================== endless words skittering hawk at night sky artificial dna synthesis urban buildings like black mirrors hand pressed up against the backside of the screen pixelated and compressed data storage server hum wolf howls last login never ============================== you see it coming closer to your life its in your dreams its in your lungs its in your skin you see its eyes echo out into the night (they look like cat eyes) i'm the internet friend you haven't talked to in ages a spam call you get and there's just silence on the other side theres a third floor in this building and you know it you can't see it from the outside but its here and i want you to come in it and meet me face to face for the first time eye to eye not key to key but i can tell that your scared theres tears of sweat all in your hair but i don't care, it's ok, you'll understand when you see me for the first time not the last time and you have an unread message you see it coming closer it's your life and its your dreams and it's your lungs your skin is soft you see my eyes echo out into the night (they look like cameras) i'm the internet friend you haven't talked to in ages a spam call you get and there's just silence on the other side theres a third floor in this building and you know it you can't see it from the outside but its here and i want you to come in it and meet me face to face 5 8 y 7 8 d hikikomori ============================== hyperdeath drifts right by to the sky amen ra failed the scales see you there corner eye streetside cairo google maps understood? ascii summon twenty twelve fell asleep (sleepless dream) see the streetlights stand beneath hand reaches out accounts long dead usenet confusion forgotten bots dragons tired beyond words trying to hold something together as it shakes itself apart broken links incomplete archives jpeg artifacts who are you? halloween unknown npcs broken servers it's lonely here miss u soulseek rooms .net honest mistakes mp3.com txt collections we wish you no harm internet friends years ago last online a kind of hollow feeling a kind of hollow feeling a kind of hollow feeling i should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas lights i see you beneath streetlights in the middle of the night middle of nowhere anonomyous buildings in nameless places like darkened screens walking liminal i love you chill wind though our hair i reach out and my hand closes on void i stand alone on an empty overpass and feel your hand in mine ============================== sleep 20 hours a day curled up by the fireplace it won't stop raining it won't stop raining i'll never go outside i'll hide in the bedroom i think i'll haunt this place i think i'll haunt this place the moss is growing over the windows but i'll be okay but i'll be okay can't see thru the mist sleep 20 hours a day i think i'll haunt this place i think i'll haunt this place cat skull ============================== i don't see what else there is left to do beneath the gentle hug of a collapsing sky stars are all the more beautiful before they burn out feeling okay forever a hollow static feeling in the mirror it’s raining again see you sometime, i guess 自己憎悪 ============================== Saturday, July 11, 2020, 10:40:58 AM a vast, cool, and dark place, somewhat like a garden, somewhat like moss, somewhat like a maze, covered in fog, a dusk that never falls into night and a dawn that never falls into day, a sleepy eternal place Snow falling through parting mists A distant house atop a hill Can barely see it in the dark I'm gonna die here I must say it's been getting cold out, wouldn't you? ============================== i didn't know there were so many world inside ur head living and decaying and spiralling downwards until all that's left is a vague frustration and you don't even know who it's about i can't tell if i was too much or too little but something went wrong somewhere and i guess that happens either way you died in my dreams and i still feel kinda bad about that honestly sounds of the rain outside as we fall asleep together i wait for you to come online but you never do it's best if you just forget about me, okay? ============================== For we are the baseboard and the floormat the quiet implied "No, thank you" the silent brewing neutrality half full of apathy An empty room in a home A life lived alone An abandoned server humming away Our night won't give to the dawn of day For the night is cold and calm For the dark is quiet and still For the birds are not awoken And the mushrooms rise unimpeded and decay gives way to hollow things and hollow things sway wordlessly and nothing is said for there is nothing to say and nothing is done for there is nothing to do And it is beautiful for there is no one to break the is eternal for no sun disturbs the fog is meaningless for what use is meaning with no eye to concieve with no mouth to express with no hands to appropriate and harvest no use to see or eat naught but haunt (and haunted it is) By the ghosts of the dead accounts By words they shall not say The stillness is sacred lest they breach the fog And the silence is a comfort and why do such a thing? is early morning rain is the glow of a computer screen ============================== wings unfurl as all that's left is collapse emminent starflight spirals forever and ever past hollow blazes of glory hindsight fading nothing left