(no subject)
it's the exhale of someone else having documented to the finest line and letter
the exact same space and smell you will unwillingly find yourself in
many times. it's the way they share that somehow they know it too, this space.
and so even if you are there alone right now, they've been around, and they'll probably be back.
and you can silently, invisibly time share the hurt, the endless desolation. and in such a way,
you split the devastations across two sets of shoulders.
the exact same space and smell you will unwillingly find yourself in
many times. it's the way they share that somehow they know it too, this space.
and so even if you are there alone right now, they've been around, and they'll probably be back.
and you can silently, invisibly time share the hurt, the endless desolation. and in such a way,
you split the devastations across two sets of shoulders.