I’m longing for a warmth I can’t have, but in the heat I melt away all any sense of myself.
Flammable Concept
a place where memories come to die
There is ritual in ‘losing’ oneself.
Is each dream alluding to the next? Do we connect in our dreams? Do those I dream of feel a spiritual pull from me? What is holding us together to this spiritual tether?
I feel confusion for love.
I feel cold where the beating of a heart should be.
