covenant lite

(via ladytrevelyan via interdimensional-traveller via 00-introspective-machine on tumblr)

"In 2013, I was weary of everything I’d written. So I decided to murder my poems..."

" 'Fall / in love / with your solitude.'
says the Instagram poet
with 1.6 million
followers.

Maybe it was
'Eat your hunger.'

*

You’re 'excited to see'
how you will withstand
the coming cold and dark.

*

To withstand.
To hang around.
to hang around
with.
To withdraw.
To wither.

*

'Who are you talking to?'

*

To this vine
hung with wrinkled
purple bladders."

--Rae Armantrout

"Now it was time, and there was nothing for it."