love – Jordyn Saelor

Mannequin at Midnight

Wooden eyes don’t cry solid hearts don’t ache but I’m no mannequin without will to move my hands

It’s late, love, and I can’t sleep. I should sleep though, should go, the clock is ticking to tomorrow and I know the slow explosion of exhaustion will drag me down eventually. I mean, I’m sorry, I should sleep, should take myself down before the grenade does, but I can’t lie, tomorrow morning I’ll be pulling myself late out of bed either way. So I’m still awake.

Before the Storm

“If you stand for nothing, you will fall for anything” might be why I fall for your glow every time I walk into a room, hello, sunshine, the seasons are in bloom but I’m terrified of what lurks deep below, will you take my hope in the dead of night and marry her to theContinue reading “Before the Storm”

For Your Sake

I can take it. I can take all the hailstorms and the lightning and the caterpillars eating my leaves. I can prove it, I can be the softest, most emotionally vulnerable saint you have ever seen, I will care about every soul who crosses my path and hand out compliments and be kind to everyone.

I’m sorry, no you can’t, you are mortal

The clicking of the tock

The well in my heart leaks out salt wishes like this: despite my best attempts to never go back, my tears– like portals– open windows over cities and centuries and pour storms upon you to water your garden. *** A thematic part 1 buy me a pizza

Hurricane

Frodo, in Lord of the Rings, him being so weak is what makes him strong enough to carry the ring–contradictions like that, weak and strong in a cycle, currents of cold and warm clashing, collapsing, bottoming out, that’s the hurricane

April Truth

I raised my hands to the heavens you came from so when you left I cried drizzles on this pitiful desert, but my arms are strong, they always did hold up the sky, one day I might lower them

February Lies

Listen, can you hear us, pouring our heart’s grief into the keyboard? clackity-clack-clack my nails tap a peppy drum beat, staccato and quick– that way, the eavesdropping neighbors next door’ll never know the song’s so sad. But it’s there, it lives on– if my words could guide you through the dance routine they’d yank yourContinue reading “February Lies”

Hello and Goodbye Forever

I shared this article a couple months ago. Since then, I made a song with (almost) the same name and similar themes. –lyrics– (intro) Take me to the battlefield take me to the ash fields–let the hungry come, feed them bitten stars (bitten stars, bitten–) falling to lost paradise (verse 1) Pa pa-ee pa pieContinue reading “Hello and Goodbye Forever”

Infantilization

I have a hunger to fill the hole the gun of your tongue took out of my ribs. *** You say I love you like a magic potion