The automated verse coming up with wet moments undoes what fell down — that cup not coming…
Schism fighting injuries back behind that fence – electric management of pain diffusion – but not a…
Couldn’t have happened to a worse person — don’t know what I missed, the scene and the prophecies…
Bury bury bury me, trust demoted to rust, a flaky noun, a degenerate oxidizing discomfort
You remember feeling lost inside me, arms or something still chasing consciousness? Or, how…
Savage long dream holed* in the edgessun brighter than the last darkness but not by…