Shadow
There’s no mystery
Only truth within the shadows
What man has gently tucked away
Desires, fears
Collapsing realities…
We fear not the darkness
But what man has hidden there.
There’s no mystery
Only truth within the shadows
What man has gently tucked away
Desires, fears
Collapsing realities…
We fear not the darkness
But what man has hidden there.
Nina
—Charles Bukowski (via animalcrown)
(Source: ottawaquin, via larosanegrita)
Black Panther Party Liberation School in Oakland, California, 1968.
Photo courtesy of Victor Houston
(via naturalmadness)
—Me
I believe it’s the corner of her lips when they turn… upward
Casting out nets that fall into the bottom of my being
They drag across the depths of this Black Sea
Pulling up with them all in which I’ve discarded
And wished to have forgotten.
Remnants of all my weaknesses
Wants needs desires
They had settled in the midst of broken ships
And chariots of pharaohs and sunken treasures.
I now lay tangled within these nets
wishing for your smile to set behind the sky
So I could find my way back to the sea
Drown all these hopes of what your smile might suggest.
(Source: average-bear, via blacketiquette)