Jan 2016
sometimes
the twist of my mind
feels like one cold hand
crawling up my back,
******* each nodule as it goes,
as if feeling for
some
thing.
and
i
like
it.
the twist of my mind
feels like one cold hand
crawling up my back,
******* each nodule as it goes,
as if feeling for
some
thing.
and
i
like
it.
