Typewriter Series #12 by Tyler Knott Gregson
I am more than the brittle bones
and creaking joints
that move me with purpose
and something that once
resembled grace.
Rattle though they may
and ache where they will
I am more than bones.
I am made of magic things
and the left-over fire
of silently exploded
stars.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
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"I am exhausted;
will you hold my hand now and
let me fall asleep?"
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
How many times have I wanted or tried to say these exact words to you?
(via tylerknott)
"Curl into my arms
and let the weight of today
float away from here."
Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
(via tylerknott)
"I will race to sleep
and I’ll shake myself awake,
to see you again."
Maybe,
just maybe,
true love is
urgency.
That frantic
need to close
the gaps between
two bodies
like all you are
will break and bust
if you
do not.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
"If I flew away
would you stretch your dusty wings
to fly after me?"
"I am made of things
that are stronger and brighter
than you would believe."
