You know who I am. I’ve never known. I've only ever tried to learn how to burn upon coal.

My mind is full of idioms and microplastics. I watch my body read the epilogue of my soul.

You watch me like numbers disappear. I watch the infinity in your eyes smile whole.

I still love you but you dont complete me, nor should you. That’s not how humans grow.

I’ve hit the end of my past linking up with the other end of my tomorrow. Maybe I’m eating my own tail. Maybe all that love can do is fail.

Maybe all I can do is fail.

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Hello! I’m on wattpad as well as here, now. I have been focusing on writing books. The girl from the mire and Judith’s shadow. A third is also in the works. I still want to write using this platform and I will be soon!

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Paul Nelson

Paul Nelson

Philosophy enthusiast. Continental and post structural; specifically Foucault. Superfluous descriptions and oxymorons. Into dystopian horror.