it just is. amirite? that's life. darkness. carcass of star bloomed. flowering doom. feel it. a twist of it tickles your ribs like gliding rusty winged blades braided tight.
it flies in the face of happy. it never misses a flight.
butterfly vampire. black pupil dilates. stuck inside. it wants out. it will cut through. unless you
see somebody.
..
healer, help me? join bone to flesh. make me one. make me