(no subject)
"i've got a hunger
twisting my stomach into knots
that my tounges tied off.
my brains repeating,
'if you've got an impulse,let it out.'
but they never make it past my mouth.
this is the sound of settling."
twisting my stomach into knots
that my tounges tied off.
my brains repeating,
'if you've got an impulse,let it out.'
but they never make it past my mouth.
this is the sound of settling."