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ezrarubin · 2 years
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They search around my veins
where she resides, sleeps and breaths.
they lead towards the beating fountain of blood
in my chest –
that’s where I give her food, water
and where she grows together with him
and with them, so do I.
- from Failed Exorcism, Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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The beasts aren’t any different
from our mothers and fathers
who throw us down the cliff
and say they’d rather have a sponge as a child,
for it soaks everything up and keeps its mouth
shut.
- from The Curse of the Riverbed, Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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I give up
I give myself up
to this moment
eternal loop
I fade
with the movements
of my body
that’s exorcised by music
- from Catharsis, Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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I remained too much inside my head and ended up losing my mind.
- Edgar Allen Poe
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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In this desert you put me in
I somehow thrive –
I guess I should’ve trusted my roots,
the ability to grow things from and by myself.
- a part from Metamorphosis, Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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I am actually water but what for?
Water can’t extinguish the fire it can’t reach.
- a part from Blind to Lotuses, Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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If I say yes,
the history repeats itself,
future nothing but a twin of the past.
If I say no,
you’ll dig into my skin,
but this time I won’t give in.
- a part from Cocoon Craving, Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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-William Wordsworth
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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You put your fist into my mouth
and the fingers bloom.
You fold my tongue like paper
and throw the words back inside –
shrieks echo inward:
I try
I try
I try
to bite your hand,
ruin your experiment of colonizing my reason,
but I have already become modified.
- Modification, Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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Your hands can't be bandages forever –
you are the most concrete liquid I know of –
chrysalis
in the shape of a woman.
- from Concrete Liquid (Amoeba’s Diary), Ezra Rubin
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ezrarubin · 2 years
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I want to become your cell,
crawl under your skin
and never let go of you.
- from Mutualism (Amoeba’s Diary), Ezra Rubin
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