it makes loathsome noises begging to be fed but I can't eat for fear of chucking up on my shoe Is this what you intended? keeping me twisted anxious and bended? till the bridge between us is past, scorched and crumbles to ash.
I can almost feel the angst emanating from between the lines here. When a relationship loses its footing and begins to crumble, nothing is right. There is no hunger for food....only for a way to repair the damage. Unfortunately, often that is not possible. Intensely and powerfully expressed emotions. The staccato lines are so effective. Lydi**
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