Of Monsters and Men - Mountain Sound
“Let’s say you were ready / for bed in your brown-rimmed glasses with your black yoga pants & your loose green sweatshirt. For you I would shovel / the driveway in the dark, the unsolvable ice under the curdled snow, & I would scrape / your windshield & warm your car. I am trying so hard to explain myself. I am trying so hard to avoid words / like love as if they were long clouds ruining safe flights over America’s midriff. I am trying / not to put you in the usual gardens. The important thing is you / were always quiet about matters like this, always willing to let certain phenomenon be / observed only. I’m fond of the scar on your ass where they took that mole. There are times I put your shirts away just to feel / how light you are.”
—Bill Neumire, "I Don’t Believe in Ghosts" (via letters-to-nobody)
Books are so ideal for lazy people I mean we can do all these amazing things and go to amazing places and experience all these things all while sitting on our ass.
“How can emptiness be so heavy?”
—Six Word Story (via drupahti)
the number of times i think “i don’t care” while people are talking to me is really getting out of hand