coupleofdays:

astercontrol:

a poem for tron by flynn

circuits are red
violet and blue
listen it didn’t mean anything
perfectly ordinary part of the color shift
nothing to do with how i was being touched
and looked at
by you

Typical of Tumblr. Just because a guy grabs on to another guy and pours his own glowing life essence deep inside him, in a friendly sort of way, you get all sorts of silly ideas.

(I wonder if it tingles)

haaaaa yes! Exactly. If it tingles, it’s in a totally platonic way, honest