I clutched at my knees
the beats before her voice
ramming into me repeatedly
The noises in my mind
Too bright, too abrupt
an incoherent strum of notes
I never should have
given you anything
memories dangling in your fist
Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 6:23 AM UTC
I clutched at my knees
the beats before her voice
ramming into me repeatedly
The noises in my mind
Too bright, too abrupt
an incoherent strum of notes
I never should have
given you anything
memories dangling in your fist