Blood blinded inface sweep up thepieces of potterybroken useless scrapof mirror peered intothe image is flakingat one corner and iam not here anymores..
I have been standing for lack of purpose in walking. I need to leave but where to go? The going is getting displeasured in uncertainty, god help me. I..
I have been attracted to stranger objects, so do not get all giddy now. It is a perversity for me to touch what repulses me. It is a thing like a dise..
Something about me seems quiety, insistantly wrong. The stain of the day lingers on my skin. In the bath I am afraid, listening for intruders.I intrud..
Locked in a system of relief. I can not stop although I stop trusting the drug dealer to give me a good deal- or even to give me what drug I have aske..
I disolve the ego in water. I baptize the fire from the soul. See how it sizzles in the pan of conversion. See how the desperation is like an anacid, ..
Ilike the way my feet pad across the floor... the soft sound barely registering in my mind, but there anyhow-comforting. i snuggle the sounds in ears ..
Water blossom heart a stain, which is the remnant of your name. before the change that wrecked the concentration, before all was lost in your pity mot..