supine

a dark image showering in light from a pinpricked hole you reach for. i still know you in this state, in fact i know of nothing but us now. the first bodying desire, bid for recognition, affection if i can be so bold. frankenstein's creature, reflextive consequence to unthought, unthinkable really, action. there is only everything to become.

the overwhelming part of strangulation is the air in your lungs trying to escape

feel it heat and sizzle and molt

mom's fingers grasp its wings. cicada's song, sun glitter, unbiddable smile. did you know, when we were kids, we used to catch them just like this.

render me sour and forever !!!!

deep sea creatures, this is their church. osseus pillars, protect me

"The vis insita, or innate force of matter, is a power of resisting by which every body, as much as in it lies, endeavours to persevere in its present state" cushion my arm, wait until my bones ache

interesting transference of flesh necessity to flora. kind of natural gothic

stay the course. you will make it, someday