title: you were never my emergency
summary: 'I’m new to this but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping. I have realized the moon did not have to be full for us to love it.'
word count: ~1970
disclaimer: christopher nolan is the mastermind behind inception and my heart. not mine. poems are also not mine. they belong to buddy wakefield, richard siken and this other guy whose name i do not recall.
notes: for imprintofadream: merry five-golden-rings day, darling. thanks to harri for all the awesome things that she embodies. also, uh, i guess eames is like underage and arthur's student so that's probably, y'know, a warning or something. also-also, non-linear. and 'the torn-up road' (second poem) isn't formatted properly because, well. fucking livejournal.
( We are not tragedies stranded here beneath it.Collapse )