jbowiecampbell:

plot twist

i never understood
what made your lips on my neck
such an intimate affair
until your teeth grazed my pulse
and i realized 
you could tear open my throat
and make me bleed out in your arms
but instead
you chose to kiss

aeslehchelsea:

She once asked me 

the name of my
favourite poet
and I replied

God

She laughed
and played along
and asked me
which one of his
works was my
absolute favourite

I said it was
the one
where he
wrote her
into existence

awriterandnothingelse:

god vs. poetry

nypl:

“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”

— Legendary poet and master of horror Edgar Allan Poe, who would have been 204 years old today. Enjoy this print of Poe from NYPL’s Henry W. and Albert A. Berg Collection of English and American Literature. Happy birthday, Poe!

booklover:

unsorted (by tinydoll)

suchharmoniousmadness:

John Keats’ original manuscript of “Ode to a Nightingale” (1819).