Skeleton Woman

[peaonix]

I was thrown over the cliffs, my transgressions lost to time. I laid at the bottom, flesh slowly dissolved, feeding the fish you sought, bones left cold and bare. Unknowingly you pulled me up, caught in your net, the sight of my decay to much for your mortal eyes. You could not escape me. The net was strong and you were fast, but compassion makes

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oh thank you. thank you. . . ooohh

[antipode37]

within that tear, put to your mouth, was a seperate identity, cloaked in the hide of caloused walrus skin, speared by Nanook 30 times in 30 winters. Oh the winters, ooohh the memory of those winters. They had become 2-dimesional, disembodied, they were effectively sterilized, packaged, flash-frozen, cold. dead. meaningless. I didn't realize that the ghosts of winter's past present and future would visit me that day. yeah yeah yeah, i didn't know. perhaps just forgot that a song could defrost. Only not spread out over time. not sequential. 30 winters, condensed, The warhol label was just the pretentious packaging of self-loathing denial. All of it thawed in a single burst. Simultaneously. CATHARSIS! rebirth through your compassion, you tasted the tear, my saline memories, my water broke, contractions. layered. quicker now, the crown chakra, i'm crowning. I see the light at the end of the tunnel i feel your hands your skin, you are my midwife. I feared the vernix would gross you out. All cheesy and white and

Re: oh thank you. thank you. . . ooohh

[peaonix]

Thank you for awakening my thirst. I'd almost forgotten the sensation..