Login
Forgot Password?

OR

Login with Google Login with Twitter Login with Facebook
  • Join
  • Profiles
  • Groups
  • SuicideGirls
  • Photos
  • Videos
  • Shop
Vital Stats

reypulque

Member Since 2007

Followers 167 Following 624

  • Everything
  • Photos
  • Video
  • Blogs
  • Groups
  • From Others

luminesce

Jan 16, 2021
1
  • Facebook
  • Tweet
  • Email

The crows go hard at it, black wings pumping against the gray cloud sky. The lean of the earth, the set of the sun. Turn around and it’s begun, this slow recitation of the incantation, the full press of every blessed sense. Home a once and future kingdom. The fingers picking out the chords. The song a breathless lamentation, the feelings released by weighted stone, the sinking as the surface turns to sky. Black wings and bubbles, heaven always on the rise.

The sun sets in pinks and golds, smoke rising towards the painted sky. The earth groans and mumbles, damp earth and busy dirt, the very air the stitch work of the soil. The gray day ends in shiny shards and puzzle pieces, undertones of myth and the scent sun warmed skin, the odd patois of the jagged end losing. Some thought passes then another, then you linger on something imagined or remembered. Then the words come, or they don’t. And so I betray your shine.

It’s always the end of days. It’s always the cusp of the new age. The busy of engines and aircraft, yard work and motorcycles blasting past, the melodic swell towards this resonant crescendo. Words of the mundane, words of the mystery, the hours go mumbling by. Your flesh aglow with blood and light, the spill from the window, the stir in the sheets. This ephemeral luminescence, your ghost a gateway between worlds, this constant notion a carried flame. Adrift and anchored to an image. Blind but for your light.

More Blogs

  • 01.19.21
    0

    broad strokes

    It is a liturgy of fast ones, a recitation of questionable declarat…
  • 01.18.21
    0

    litmus

    It isn’t the reasons you are seeing, only the aftermath of the ante…
  • 01.17.21
    0

    linger

    There’s not much to be done with it won’t do. Wards and mottos spil…
  • 01.16.21
    0

    luminesce

    The crows go hard at it, black wings pumping against the gray cloud…
  • 01.15.21
    0

    look out

    It’s not what we can live without, but how long we survive the woun…
  • 01.14.21
    0

    laugh track

    Again and again it is the barbarians at the gate. Again and again i…
  • 01.13.21
    0

    ten nails

    The room is full of dust and smoke, a little too big for the light …
  • 01.12.21
    0

    unraveled

    The smoke doesn’t get too far before it gets settled, it curls it c…
  • 01.11.21
    0

    a light shines through

    It lands like flag planting Apollo, touches down as if deified by t…
  • 01.10.21
    0

    dispatch

    The moon seems to have wandered off in these days of wane, tripping…

We at SuicideGirls have been celebrating alternative pin-up girls for:

23
years
10
months
20
days
  • 5,509,826 fans
  • 41,393 fans
  • 10,327,617 followers
  • 4,599 SuicideGirls
  • 1,114,613 followers
  • 14,946,853 photos
  • 321,315 followers
  • 61,458,366 comments
  • Join
  • Profiles
  • Groups
  • Photos
  • Videos
  • Shop
  • Help
  • About
  • Press
  • LIVE

Legal/Tos | DMCA | Privacy Policy | 18 U.S.C. 2257 Record-Keeping Requirements Compliance Statement | Contact Us | Vendo Payment Support
©SuicideGirls 2001-2025

Press enter to search
Fast Hi-res

Click here to join & see it all...

Crop your photo