fear of (a) average mind

you are human, no thing you do is wrong

a postcard to you #

i wanted to write you a postcard, i wanted to write the most beautiful postcard ever writ between 2 people... but alas, alas, for my impotence, i could not. That is not within me. i wanted to tell you of things from this end, flames of life that licked over me. i have not the power to make you see these things. i wanted it so much.

Being beautiful and poetic have no import to me now.