Jul 2015
Your words collect themselves.
Smoke of blank ink–
The blots form hands and feet.
Hello, Leviathan.
Dearest,
Drag me to ceramic land.
Sink your fangs on my knees.
Claw; curl my shoulders.
Scratch, raise my sleeves.
Force my hand to my face.
Leviathan, Leviathan,
you've failed.
You've prepared me for prayer.
Smoke of blank ink–
The blots form hands and feet.
Hello, Leviathan.
Dearest,
Drag me to ceramic land.
Sink your fangs on my knees.
Claw; curl my shoulders.
Scratch, raise my sleeves.
Force my hand to my face.
Leviathan, Leviathan,
you've failed.
You've prepared me for prayer.
People's judgements have driven me to ED's. However, the pose you need to purge, is very similar to that of prayer.
