black snail on a slate to spell out futures initials, inbspired by this months hororscope https://www.tumbleweird.org/p/tumbleweird-volume-3-issue-10-..
Muscle atrify, the stillness that killsI have no appetitethese phosphorus binders make everything taste like sandmy mouth bleeds, taste of iron stains..
What are you afraid of What are your decisions made from Looking at everything around you Unable to decide You've come this far You've survived Now yo..
You spinning that fireMe beating the drumsYou kissing my lipsWhile I'm undressingyour guardTogether breathing in the salty airtill the last drop of oi..
A writing for the misunderstood. To the ones who just wanna be themselves and mess with the people that overly judge based on little to nothing at all..