Welcome, mortal

I: A scientist is someone who endlessly studies the facts, the "why" and "how".
II: An artist is someone who translates their world for others to experience.
III: Both often experience infinite curiosity.
IV: Sometimes one is both a scientist and an artist.
V: Forever searching out the "why"s, and blending their mind to create something others will understand.
VI: Most just want to be seen and understood, as this artist does.
VII: Enter the world and mind of a transmasc nonhuman living in a human body.
VIII: Please understand that all found herein is subject to interpretation.
IX: May your world be the richer for peering through these strange and intense glasses.

An aching lover's lament

 Why oh why... does it feel like

what we had is now turning to dust 

within my pleading grasp,

before we even fully realized

everything we can be...

all that we would accomplish,

when we live our lives together?


I don't want to let you go, ever.

I yearned for you

all the days before I met you. 

I yearned for you

my whole short life long...

I craved your energy,

to share every joy and sorrow.


Maybe I was unwise, 

digging into my ancient pains

once you came into my life.

Maybe I was unkind,

to take up so much space,

after promising to share

everything I have with you. 


Is it too late now for us?

Are you done with me now?

I would beg for you to stay,

but I cannot stand watching

as you wither away, 

I cannot stand by as you

become nothing for my sake. 

Is it too late for the love we shared?


I worried from the start, 

I felt the distant ache of heartbreak

that you may leave in your wake.

I told myself, I only felt that

because it's most I've known,

that you could never walk away.

But the feeling grows,

as I feel your distance, your walls. 


I want to share the fairy tale 

of love and a life with you

that we promised each other.

I want you to stay... 

I want us to prove

it can be better, we can be

once more what we were 

long before arriving to this earth.


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