we live in a world of utter d e s o l a t i o n, yet we still find ourselves falling down to the high crests and pitted waves of the o c e a n just to swim for the bliss that l i f e makes us believe it has to o f f e r
the cool hard tiles in the shower mixed with the sinking trace that i have of her. water water water rolling along in streams blending with my blood and gore and tears tears tears infused with sour salt and bitter thoughts she n e v e r