Shades of Shade.
The soft plumes, of mattress, and blanket,
are bruising, my now jutting, hipbones.
Neck, permanantly shrugging; hands purple, rich with veins.
Cowering, in closets from monsters with 8 legs, or 2; whichever seems more volatile.
The ground hard, on weak ankles. Overturning on the slightest pebble, blade of grass, precious lady bug.
Precocious actions cause trembling to the core, if one still exsists.
Punch my solar plexus, knock all wind, all breath out of molecules, and tender tissue.
Gooseflesh crawls up my left arm, tingling, and unaware of how dark, this is all becoming.
are bruising, my now jutting, hipbones.
Neck, permanantly shrugging; hands purple, rich with veins.
Cowering, in closets from monsters with 8 legs, or 2; whichever seems more volatile.
The ground hard, on weak ankles. Overturning on the slightest pebble, blade of grass, precious lady bug.
Precocious actions cause trembling to the core, if one still exsists.
Punch my solar plexus, knock all wind, all breath out of molecules, and tender tissue.
Gooseflesh crawls up my left arm, tingling, and unaware of how dark, this is all becoming.