‧₊˚✩彡 Pone
@thephonypone.bsky.social
23 | Autistic lil shit
Aro Ace Lesbian | Any pronouns
Multi Fandom + Original content;
Mature themes/topics
Aro Ace Lesbian | Any pronouns
Multi Fandom + Original content;
Mature themes/topics
Now I gnash, now I rot, now I ache—
but the poppies only watch.
_______
sorry, this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. the poppy flowers.. look like they have eyes, and there could be teeth in the sunflowers... mhmm....
(2/2)
but the poppies only watch.
_______
sorry, this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. the poppy flowers.. look like they have eyes, and there could be teeth in the sunflowers... mhmm....
(2/2)
February 15, 2025 at 8:56 AM
Now I gnash, now I rot, now I ache—
but the poppies only watch.
_______
sorry, this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. the poppy flowers.. look like they have eyes, and there could be teeth in the sunflowers... mhmm....
(2/2)
but the poppies only watch.
_______
sorry, this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. the poppy flowers.. look like they have eyes, and there could be teeth in the sunflowers... mhmm....
(2/2)
You laughed as the poppies stared, unblinking, red and wide,
as you wove ruin through my ribs, pulling, tearing, taking.
I was loyal, golden, grinning—until my petals split to teeth,
until the sunflowers chewed their own stems, choking on the dark.
(1/2)
as you wove ruin through my ribs, pulling, tearing, taking.
I was loyal, golden, grinning—until my petals split to teeth,
until the sunflowers chewed their own stems, choking on the dark.
(1/2)
February 15, 2025 at 8:55 AM
You laughed as the poppies stared, unblinking, red and wide,
as you wove ruin through my ribs, pulling, tearing, taking.
I was loyal, golden, grinning—until my petals split to teeth,
until the sunflowers chewed their own stems, choking on the dark.
(1/2)
as you wove ruin through my ribs, pulling, tearing, taking.
I was loyal, golden, grinning—until my petals split to teeth,
until the sunflowers chewed their own stems, choking on the dark.
(1/2)
Now I gnash, now I rot, now I ache—
but the poppies only watch.
_____
sorry this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. i see those eyes in the poppy flowers and the teeth on the sunflowers....
but the poppies only watch.
_____
sorry this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. i see those eyes in the poppy flowers and the teeth on the sunflowers....
February 15, 2025 at 8:54 AM
Now I gnash, now I rot, now I ache—
but the poppies only watch.
_____
sorry this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. i see those eyes in the poppy flowers and the teeth on the sunflowers....
but the poppies only watch.
_____
sorry this really struck me and i had to write a poem about it. i see those eyes in the poppy flowers and the teeth on the sunflowers....
my blurry eyes thought Al was drinking through a bendy sip straw at first. took me a whole ass minute to adjust and realize it wasn't lmfao
November 2, 2024 at 12:30 AM
my blurry eyes thought Al was drinking through a bendy sip straw at first. took me a whole ass minute to adjust and realize it wasn't lmfao