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A lesson from Edison
Heal he from fathers.
Remember poetry never dirtied this.
Remember this ocean day
is lessening, melting.
Let my life be brilliant.
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OW - bank
I am a safe with a welcome sign
that flashes neon every time
it catches sight of ski masks.
It’s infuriating. It’s depreciating…
and yet it flashes its Morse code,
emphasis in shivers
and the spasms of my throat,
like a void that swallows
and swallows
and swallows.
Lights flicker behind my eyes.
You will never see me
as advertised, silly boy
of cloud-spun days.
You will never own me
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OW - climate
volcanoes of static
that pool in the seams
of my shirt as I perspire
anxiety like Chanel no. 5 –
it’s all semantics, really.
they pack humanity together
with too little cement,
trusting in the “instinctual”
glue of empathy,
though it’s a solicitor
barred from entry.
they will smile and call you friend,
for the fact you have two hands,
two halves a brain (whether
you choose to utilize them or not),
but you also have an avalanche
in your chest,
and no one wants to risk
their lives to seek you
in the wreckage.
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Mature content
Hatter in the sheets :iconnullibicity:Nullibicity 6 0
Boy blue,
water us
storm-bitter ships,
moon moans honey.
a frantic death
by worship?
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Music moon please
scream at me;
say life is my storm,
blowing my blood
on christened gowns.
Put urges in her milk
and watch her live.
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We fools
never smoke
after remembering
secret devouring
comes with a melted cup.
It is about life,
though some lie too soft
and drown so deliciously.
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hunt sleep as a
river chasing mountains -
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OW - the little things
The little things like touching stars and tree umbrellas, and the dangerous knowledge that god could kick start your heart in a way you’ve never lived. I couldn’t find the light switch, either, so I let these chest-moths feast, until I was nothing but shriveled, darkened flypaper (at least I’ll still be useful).
You’ll have to stick to me… but I’m unhealthy, and you know better. You know I follow rivers, not birds, though I long to move this trauma free.  You know my ribs are prisons—my fingers, iron bars.
(It matters not if I can smile like candles or speak in embers, because, eventually, I’ll burn out like solitary wicks.)
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OW - moonface
She wears the night better
than anyone I know;
her feet plant the seeds
of spring.
Splurge insides to the ocean
and scream out a whale song
that will not be returned,
because the dead are miles away
somewhere in the moon.
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OW - normalcy
Normalcy is in the windowsill,
two cats and a novella later,
chai stains in the wood and
a blanket with a wolf pack
howling to a yellow moon.
Normalcy is one load of laundry,
one reflection in every window
after dusk, and one month between
each existential crises,
because life is slipping away faster
and death seems to be approaching
slower, not even worth a greeting –
until he’s in the room hulking
as a reminder from someone’s casket.
Perhaps ‘normalcy’ is simply
the distraction between each
lifetime and the scales
which weigh its value.
:iconnullibicity:Nullibicity 9 1
OW - survivalists' dilemma
foggy morning,
our wires tangled into
the crosshairs of
guns, vulnerabilities
stronger than each
gust of wind…
to run or hide,
to run or hide
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OW - thoughts from a treehugger
Trees grow with a stretching influence,
all splayed arms and possibilities;
trees do not grow with their hands at their sides.
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Reasons To Not See Me Naked:
:bulletblack:  I have scars that you will reference to art and mathematics, because the perfectionist in me placed them just so. But they will make your stomach roll when your taut grip on my hip reveals the spider webs underneath.
:bulletblack:  I don’t shower as often as I should. Mainly: I don’t have time. I’ll probably repulse you.
:bulletblack:  I have acne. Please let that repulse you.
:bulletblack:  My legs look like gooseflesh, and that repulses everyone.
:bulletblack:  "I will make love to my own sadness more than I make love to you" – preferably with a glass of wine and one hell of a soundtrack.
:bulletblack:  After that moment, your arms won’t be home, or refuge. They will be nets and teeth.
:bulletblack:  I have a "history," and this makes me a "man-hater," so I'll probably downgrade you and blame you for everything, anyway. In fact, after everything, I'm probably a lesbian, anyway.
:bulletblack:  I might
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ID by Nullibicity ID :iconnullibicity:Nullibicity 10 36
Prompt: lightweight
river edges of waist
flowing through my hands,
nails too blunt to worship
its impermanence
the fire burns my stomach
but keeps my laughter warm;
they nurse the wounds from me in shadows
unknown in rims, because I cliff dive
into sorrow, into memory -
maybe I just wanted to fix things -
lips on the edge and suckling it for life,
because when I had a taste of you
I couldn’t get enough.
:iconnullibicity:Nullibicity 9 2
What do you do on the days depression is stronger than you, and when those days become more often than not?

I can't do this anymore.
I'm not strong enough.
Maybe I'll figure something out.
I want to delete my account, but maybe I'll leave it. Maybe I'll come back. Maybe I won't.
Thank you. For everything.


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Horrible summary:
19 years old. INFJ (a paradox walking). A pagan seeking. Embittered (but sometimes I'm funny). Awkward personified. I have shaking hands and a growing mind. Strengths: losing all sense of self in a book, hyperventilating, stargazing, grinning over absolutely nothing, having existential crises, and holding a self-proclaimed world record for the most songs ever listened to in 19 years of life. Weaknesses: bios, summaries, breathing, relationships, any human contact really, normalcy, and letting go. All pieces are journalistic in nature, alluding to nonfiction events... and activity on this site can be compared to guerilla warfare.
Other interests:
cynicism, philanthropy (aware: contradiction. Contradiction: humans), becoming a tree, trees, and trees. Oh, look: trees.

My soundcloud for random spoken pieces and weird songs I tell myself I can sing okay:

My Spotify, if you want to bask (or cry, let's be honest :rofl:) in the feels with me:…
nullibicity: n. - the state of being nowhere; non-existence.

The better-looking, more creative counterpart (twin): :iconsoundlesswhispers:


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SoundlessWhispers Featured By Owner Apr 6, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Lotus It's just getting a little dusty here. I'm brightening things up. Notice it's virtual, so I won't kill it. Flowers for everyone.
:flowerrain: +plz-accAlthough, let's be honest, spring and I are more like this: :allergy: EMOticon--flower smash 
ithaswhatitisnt Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Happy birthday, beautiful Kelsi! :tighthug: :heart: :iconloveyouplz: :iconrainbowcakeplz: I hope you are doing well and have a very happy new year!!
LadyLincoln Featured By Owner Dec 31, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
I pray this little birthday wish reminds you of how loved you are. :heart:
SubLucidaSidera Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2016  Student Writer
Hey Sunflower, just a lil reminder that your face is nice and good things should happen around you :dummy:
a-girl-named-divine Featured By Owner Oct 22, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
hey there, lovely! we've never spoken before but I keep seeing your kind words of encouragement on my friends & fellow deviants' pages. you make a lot of people happy and you seem to be such an incredible person. I really hope you have a good day & that everything works out for you! much love <3
PennedinWhite Featured By Owner Oct 2, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
Stopping by, just to say hi. 

Hope you are well. :heart:
LadyBitterblue Featured By Owner Sep 19, 2016   Writer
(You still have the most lovely, bright, sunflower-y smile of all. It's so hard to scroll past that on your page!)
I hope you're pulling through and getting to the good times now. You've earned yourself so much good, it has to start soon to fit entirely into the rest of your life. The universe has to have some sort of proper time schedule for that... It's all just around the corner, for sure.
I'm painting the sky at sunset with hope & love for you, fireheart. Or at least, I'll be wishing I could.

All the best
Kitty Boop
SubLucidaSidera Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2016  Student Writer
Happy dA birthday! Party PARTY HARD 

K so it was a few days ago but my internet was down which wasn't driving me mad at all nope not even one bit :dummy:
Anyway, hope you're happy and healthy, but more importantly I hope you've made at least one lovely cup of tea today! 

Love ya, Kels'! 
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seek-and-hide Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Dear Kelsi,

Thank you so much for your kind support.Flump Bounce 

azuline-furcula Featured By Owner Jul 30, 2016
lovely gallery. 
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