May 2013
2 tags
dangling by the threads in the gaps between. plucking and picking at them like festering scabs begging to come off. sense of rationality lost when the bandages peel away slowly exposing dirty dreams. unmade promises of progressed healing shattered under harsh fingers. wretched cleaning. unwarranted, but wanted. clean me. clean it. clean us.
April 2013
March 2013
