basic training, or love redefined

let me tell you what love is.

  • love is a prayer you haven’t figured out.
  • love is a man’s small step into the weightlessness of an inner space, an odyssey into dizzying orbits, an astral knot away from home.
  • love is a series of loops, a telephone cord encircling the world twice.
  • love is a tooth just waiting for its cavities to be filled.
  • love is when i stand on the same invisible line, as always, trying to keep still and calling it my revolution.
  • love is a masquerade of false personas, mass-produced with colorful shades of tawny, beige, and an array of nude tones. we are taught to hide and conceal flaws and imperfections that may be unacceptable to the public.
  • love is the dagger you see before you in one of your softest soliloquies.
  • love is a rainbow painted in shades of black and sprinkled with dull razorblades.
  • love is a house on that street just like all the others. careful to adapt yourself accordingly, or you might just miss out on it.
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