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Grating each taste bud, I’m overpowered by the complexity of raw honey, cold shocks strawberries perfectly too ripe, my mouth electric with full-experience in every corner — savoring the sweet red, I prolong The Last 20 Pages of a new favorite book. The impending grief of finishing a seminal book and naked companionship lost, relinquishing self to the transformative experience, the full effects it’s had on me as I rise and see the horizon. The sapiophilic cocoon untethers, I had no longer existed, but I again feel the weight of my being as the arrival of the end pulls me apart; I reenter life feeling newly alive. But also like toddler carrion. Clinging to the plumage as they slip back into the hardcover, I can only relish the unraveling gossamer floating around me.
fuck me
wish you’d stay٭
