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pink glass flash, candle flesh spills down ceramic, aroma of kerosene gas floats about, i watch the blue flame glow & dance. i look at holy images & think about The sacred wound flowing with blood; embossed gold, sweet wet eyes.

i miss celebrating Christmas in america. i miss holding the candle during midnight mass & singing centuries old hymns. staying up late used to excite me as a child, precious memory i hold dear. nostalgia poisoning again.

Photo on 7-25-18 at 10.32 PM #4

it's obscene to think about the past & all its best parts.

currently listening to: locust - "jukebox heart"