edificed:korovievs:on haunting noor hindi, fuck your lecture on craft, my people are dying // bastil

edificed:korovievs:on haunting noor hindi, fuck your lecture on craft, my people are dying // bastille, haunt // theodore roethke, straw for the fire: from the notebooks of theodore roethke // holly warbuton, spirit hold, part two // virgil, aeneid // catarine hancock, sometimes i fall asleep thinking about you // daniel ludwig // emily brontë, wuthering heights // valzhyna mort, a poem about white apples // john banville, the sea [plaintext: on haunting][ID: 1: I know I’m American because when I walk into a room something dies. Metaphors about death are for poets who think ghosts care about sound. When I die, I promise to haunt you forever.2: I’ll come back to haunt youMemories will taunt youAnd I will try to love youIt’s not like I’m above you3: It’s your privilege to find me incomprehensible. I gave you my minutes; let them remain ours. I hope I haunt you. Good-bye,4: art of a girl reaching out to touch the ghostly silhouette of a person.5: I hope that heaven’s conscience has the powerTo trap you in the rocks and force your penanceDown your throat, as you call my name. I’ll sendMy black flames there. When cold death draws my soul out,My ghost will hound you. Even among the dead soulsIn hell, I’ll know when you are finally paying.”6: i want to be the onethat haunts you.i want to beyour biggest regret.7: art of a person asleep in a chair, overlaid is two figures in brighter colors.8: Not there–not in heaven–not perished–where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer–I repeat it till my tongue stiffens–Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest, as long as I am living! You said I killed you–haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe–I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always–take any form–drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!”9: your smell won’t let me sleep,this is how dead menhaunt their murderers’ dreams.10: I do not want to be alone like this. Why have you not come back to haunt me? /end ID] -- source link

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