violence trapped between thumb and forefinger the ring of thought converse in drops tongue set aflame flopping, fluttering vibrations noise to some love to others knowing is not of my own beside myself soaked in grace wetting dry bone
at the table it flees sitting here fails to change lack and void my back still aches but it flees as well almost over eyes closed daily lips move echo in my head He hears my cries they reveal
knees bent at the waste filmed over the creamy existence of mind clouded mind glazed timidity bent at the knees wasting existence the empty chair rocking another arm in arm gray and lined
cancelled on the eve of deliverance no sense of urgency to address the class pasty muck plagued false pledge to the spirit of un-intention no excuse given none desired just the plain truth would do
Moist flowing serum most auspicious vivacious Charmed, i'm sure writhe to the beat of the bubbling calamity channel your way through my broken skin choke me my lovely caustic monkey