to ***** on the finger of my body
youthere
is a small blood
a drooping bead
of(hangs
in fracturing silence)
twixt rigidly supple youth
collects(
A
Bruise
Slowly
Larger
)
a
nd
the
moon
playf
ully is
slender
crescented
wiggles
hard
with
my
fingers
tightly
in
it
SCREAMS
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 4:56 PM UTC
to ***** on the finger of my body
youthere
is a small blood
a drooping bead
of(hangs
in fracturing silence)
twixt rigidly supple youth
collects(
A
Bruise
Slowly
Larger
)
a
nd
the
moon
playf
ully is
slender
crescented
wiggles
hard
with
my
fingers
tightly
in
it
SCREAMS
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