ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
a green fly trails absence
across a room with blue walls
the music gets loud
the air turns
into things
we rummage through spaces
we allow things to happen
yellow light
emptied bottles
humming-birds
we make drawings with pencil stubs
of each other
you think about
shades of purple
by touching the gentle dark beneath my eyes
i think about
things without edges
by smelling the places
where you've rested your head
the sky bruises
the room folds up
and
what could be the last thing
we ever do
we do.
across a room with blue walls
the music gets loud
the air turns
into things
we rummage through spaces
we allow things to happen
yellow light
emptied bottles
humming-birds
we make drawings with pencil stubs
of each other
you think about
shades of purple
by touching the gentle dark beneath my eyes
i think about
things without edges
by smelling the places
where you've rested your head
the sky bruises
the room folds up
and
what could be the last thing
we ever do
we do.
© 2012 - 2024 Anthony-Ryan
Comments2
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
This was amazing by itself, but then I reread it while listening to that song. Bravo.
you think about
the different shades of purple
by touching the gentle dark beneath my eyes This is stunning.
you think about
the different shades of purple
by touching the gentle dark beneath my eyes This is stunning.