Lilac Deppei

Flamingo That red thing That statue That bird You threw me for a loop, I hit the stoop, won't fly the coop How you tore your dress, what a mess, I confess There's nothing he can't handle, I can't handle anything I don't know what i'm going to do Effortles…

content warnings for descriptions of violence, gore, executions, and allusions to suicide Every time they kill me, I have to rate the pain on a scale of 1-10.

Tickets to an indie film at a local theater last left standing in the plaza and soon too will be gone Where posters of failed flicks from 2012 line the walls sun-aged and peeling, irrelevant, in reverence to your past Where the popcorn's a few bucks less…

missing persons posters torn off street posts unceremoniously unfound but understood, accepted, replacements now wanted I saw my silhouette traced out inside the classified ads even though I left the ghosts behind I just can't help but feeling haunted the…

all of my fondest memories all feel just like a dream half coherent, vaguely poetic but nothing quite concrete but that which is immutable undeniable, certain as sleet will haunt my smallest saddest thoughts as I drift off in going to sleep living in the…

Though I understand the sentiment I cannot help but laugh at the idea of "profound loneliness" The idea that my missing you is poetic meaningful even remarkable When in reality it feels like a cruel and pathetic thing How small I feel now without your pre…

My most cherished possession is and always has been my bedside radio.

there's always a silver lining there's always a sliver shining there's always something to grasp even when kicked down the stairs of a rejected escher painting why?

A faint glimmer, a funhouse in the dark Refracts it a million times over Spark of hope, you beautiful thing Shine through hallowed halls Shine through hallowed halls but in the spinning hallway Shine through hallowed halls a gerbil runs the circuit Shine…

How will I know that I've made it?