counterphobe (
counterphobe) wrote2025-03-24 12:29 pm
The slippery transformation of potential into kinetic energy
Or, 10 things that might have happened in Toronto
[1] got cold when we got there the sky was making space for our heat
[7] like a boy
[8] romantic to think of such a rune on the square of my back between the footsteps of my spine
[10] or did
- Tree trunks sleeved and split half open, bark like chapped lips kissing the air.
- I wore my boots and smelled damp earth but I never saw the rain fall.
- They say if you see first snow with a lover you'll be in love.
- I don't want to be in love.
- Want to be reanimated.
- Shatter the glass plane of potentialities, cement seal fractal splinters of every possibility until there's no space for anything but certainty.
- For four days I snuffed smokes out at the soles of my shoes.
- Their scar swung in a blunt circle between the soft arc of flesh pinching their thumb and palm.
- Really, no, and it wasn't a lie: That was my friend.
- I will never forget this feeling until the minute I die.
[1] got cold when we got there the sky was making space for our heat
[7] like a boy
[8] romantic to think of such a rune on the square of my back between the footsteps of my spine
[10] or did