batmansymbol:

jfc tumblr. look. i love you, and you have lovely turns of phrase. but i swear to god, if i read one more poem about Gritty Modernized Greek Gods Tucked Away In Nameless Cities That Are Always Strangely Identical To New York, Nursing Their Ash-Stained Forgotten Fingertips, Huddled In Bars Drowning Their Sorrows, And Recalling Their Lost Days Of Triumph As Bitter Haze Obscures Their Tired Neon-Glazed Eyes