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Potatoes Make my Soul Happy~ :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 0 0 A Cup of Joy :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 1 0
Meteoric Irritants, orbiting Grey Matter
The slice of my mouth has been rent ragged as a torn banner of surrender, 
pursed like two tectonic plates rutting together to birth earthquakes
   the acrid, addictive tang of salt, sweat, a coppery rust 
that speaks secrets
apple-seed bitter and hissing like snakes
against the corners of my smile (was it a smile, today?),
A littany of hemoglobin rasps that fill in the cracks of my crumbling lips like 
dirty water.
Licking away at the staining tastes of the sea, of the dark and quiet before storms, 
and turns my tongue the shade of cherries
you only find in the saturation filters for nostalgic romantic films.
I trace idle patterns across the twin crescent moons of my dentition, mapping half-remembered fever dreams of Mozart and Wagner out with bendy straws and the ends of fork tines, 
tasting blandness from bright plastics, a ghost of blood in the metal of old silverware.
My skin is pockmarked
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A Cupful of Sunset :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 2 0
The moonsea that 'ere governs me
There is an ocean of confused, abyssal emotions
Churning away inside me, a relentless battering against the slow-eroding cliffs of my bones 
Like the moon-guided strikes of the waves against the helpless shore.

I watch from atop the high seats of the bone arena held upon these weary, skinny shoulders
And wonder if I could drop, fall, tumble out my own mind to land in the stormy seas below.

Would I drown? Would I want to?
Would I gasp for air, kick to the surface while my lungs scream for help from their prison in my chest,
Only to fall back, pulled back under by that leviathan monster fatigue, and their tree-nested twin deemed apathy?
Could I make it back to the light, the air, the sky? 
Would the illumination blind me, the air shellshock my deprived lungs like
the burning 
of liquor down an unprepared throat?
Am I to stare in horro
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Hollow, not Hopeless
The space in my torso is a twisted, gaunt trunk, 
Filled with a motley collection of years-rotted meat and bone and blood vessels.

Wrapped around the tender, bruisable flesh of that ever-beating lump of cardiac tissue
Is an iv'ry cage, an embracement of bone, a biological armor cradling soft lungs, 

A vanguard of slim soldiers bound together by cartilage motives and a governing sternum,
Curled, serpentish and ghost-glowing, round and round and round
like a mulberry bush gone to seed.
The garden in my chest has gone bad. 
The heart is beating, but it's almost mechanical, droning away in a rythmic lub-dub lub-dup like the wings of a clockwork sparrow.
Has hope, eversweet songbird of niavety, become the toy nightingale of stories past, imprisoned in my thoracic cavity like Rapunzel in her pretty tower?
I sit here and wonder if one day, if I put my hand to my chest,
If there will be nothing thumping back.
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Sunrises can be found in even the strangest places :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 0 0
Tree thoughts
My insides are rings of years sealed away in wan, maturity-scarred wood, 
My arms exhaustion-weathered branches, swaying from side to side in the buffeting zephyrs of my reality.

                    Fingers and toes weather the world with me, enduring my anxious nibbling over time until the tiny pinkish pieces appear to be trimmed by aphids, green and tiny worries that my store of ladybug thoughts fight against with all the intrepidity of a bumbling, well-meaning knight.
A tree trunk of flesh and bone creaks around my organs as I shuffle, run, stumble my way through life. 
My hair is rope-like, twisting and knotted,
                                    Tangling around my fingers in imitation of serpents, stinging like handfuls of nett
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Happy Birthday to Deviantart, From Mama Goose~ :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 1 0 It's a sweet, sunny day here in Desert Bluffs... :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 3 0 Curry, Carrots, and Contentment in a Bowl~ :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 0 1 Much Ado about Miso~ :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 1 1 Not Pie, But Tastes as Good As~ :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 1 0 Look Ma, I Made a Rainbow! :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 0 0 50% Oats, 50% Veggies, 100% Yummy~ :iconmomotsukinezumi:MomotsukiNezumi 1 0
Give me grace to Listen to Your S1 and S2
Were it in my power to do so,
I'd have x-ray vision, so that I could peer back, awed and timid, 
Fumbling and clumsy, an adolescent's curiosity piqued and laced with the razor's edge of long-held, bushy-tailed interest,

Behind the slim, ivory wings of your ribcage
To behold the brutal, beating, beautiful lump of flesh
That man calls a heart,
That I call a life-song, a death-song, a hold-me-close-as-we-breathe-together song,
A ballad of rhythmic lub-dub lub-dub that hiccups a biological tune from birth to death like so many rotations of the celestial bodies.
Were that I had the power, I would gaze upon it, if you would be so kind as to let me,

Watch the expansion, contraction, soft and sweet and soothing as the ebb and flow eternal of the seas.
But as I cannot, I can only imagine, those dewy and idle imaginings that speak of the cadence of home and beloved <
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Special Wand No. 15 ''The Stag'' - Box :iconsrg-wands:SRG-Wands 10 0 Special Wand No.8 ''Owl Post'' :iconsrg-wands:SRG-Wands 29 6 Special Wand No. 15 ''The Stag'' :iconsrg-wands:SRG-Wands 13 4 ''Balerion'' Game of Thrones inspired Dragon Wand :iconsrg-wands:SRG-Wands 161 39 Tryptophan :iconbatjorge:batjorge 69 33 Fushigisou :iconcanisalbus:CanisAlbus 919 26 [233] Depression :iconmcptato:mcptato 595 11 Groggy in the Fog :iconsky-burial:Sky-Burial 250 5 Daily Paint 1616. Fledgehog :iconcryptid-creations:Cryptid-Creations 1,437 29 Ann Takamaki :iconraikoart:raikoart 1,241 19 Boing :iconculpeo-fox:Culpeo-Fox 695 47 Steampunk Spider Gwen :iconmichellehoefener:MichelleHoefener 1,118 17 NieR: Automata - 2B :iconadelhaid:adelhaid 451 6 Come here for a sec :iconzukich:zukich 634 10 Bendy and the Ink Machine SKETCHDUMP :iconwalkingmelonsaaa:WalkingMelonsAAA 2,691 98 Purple Rain :iconnaschi:Naschi 1,239 81


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None of your voyeur-y beeswax
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
United States
I am an art-loving, Shakespeare-quoting, full-time eccentric tea junkie with a deep, potentially unhealthy love of reading, drawing and writing, to the point of using my own body as a space to sketch out my thoughts and scribble poetry or story ideas when I can't access a computer or I run out of paper. I eat fruits and vegetables by the truckload and play piano when bored and the ocarina when fidgety. In another life, I think I might have been a typewriter.

Current Residence: A couch with my labtop
deviantWEAR sizing preference: suit yourself
Print preference: anything goes
Favourite genre of music: Metallica, punk, rock n' roll, classical
Favourite photographer: My Algebra 1 teacher
Favourite style of art: MANGA PWNS YOU~ (although it's tied with charcoal sketches)
Operating System: Labtop, cellphone camera, home printer
MP3 player of choice: Ipods
Shell of choice: Cuttlefish or Lion-Turtle, I don't care how ridiculous it is!
Wallpaper of choice: Roses and thorns....and lots of paint and brushes
Skin of choice: Mine! IT'S UNSANITARY OTHERWISE!
Favourite cartoon character: Alucard (he eats people, you know)
Personal Quote: "I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic"
I feel really, really tired here. You ever get that feeling of bone-deep exhaustion, even if you get sleep? That feeling of prickles all up and down your skin, and your eyelids feeling like they're weighted down by cement blocks, and just the want to crawl under the covers and nap for a millennia or two?

Blegh. It sucks. I need a better sleep cycle, but fat chance of that happening before school lets out for the semester.
  • Listening to: How Far I'll Go
  • Reading: Do Zombies dream of Undead Sheep?
  • Watching: N/A
  • Playing: N/A
  • Eating: N/A
  • Drinking: fizzy water


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dark-columbia Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2017
Thank you for faving my bento <3
KarasuTenguProyectos Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2017  Student General Artist

Thanks for the favorite on Doctor Newt! :D

If you are interested, I also make commissions:

Serendiipitii Featured By Owner Sep 7, 2016  Student General Artist
Thank you for the support, I really appreciate it! :rose:
wei-en Featured By Owner Sep 4, 2016
Thank you for the watch!
Yuukon Featured By Owner Jul 25, 2016   Photographer
Hey there! How are you?
I wanted to drop by and say thank you for watching me, I appreciate your support!

Lots of hugs,

Puppy Emoji-06 (Emoji Snowman) [V1] 
MomotsukiNezumi Featured By Owner Jul 25, 2016  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for dropping by! I'm pretty good, thank you for asking. And yourself?
hubert61 Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2016
merci pour les favs :) (Smile)
LidiaVives Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2016  Professional Photographer

thx for the fav! :D <3 

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ssensory Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2016   Writer
thanks for the fave!
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