1 - 7 of 7
-
These entrails are a highway
my fingers are cars20 lines, 6 comments, on Mar 24 3:07 PM -
Flesh bound tome of ancient lore
Warm to the touch from inner squirms -
The depth of dream, where the surrel is real and light has an odd way of dripping into the darkness. This is where I abide, among a basketball team of
-
-
sallow skin and sunken skull
in the cellar -
touch the spindle...
prick your finger...
1 - 7 of 7
Add a comment
Adding your comment:
1 - 7 of 7
