what is the love we seek?emotional, traumatic bondage?to the one who has felt the same pain,to the one who has shared our experiences,like…
a harsh lesson.
a beam of light from the lamp on my bedside table carves into craters on the stucco wall
I traveled to the edge of my mind the other night. I found an abandoned well under rotten planks of wood…
The air is so thick.
I am doomedBecause of the antsI tortured when I wasA kid and whenNoons got long and…