red-speckled, blotchy patch she wears her sleeves to hide until the idle silence of the shadows offers solace to her favorite place the creature crawls back inside
of her, he perpetually dwells he hides when the doorbell chimes his itching growl close-by only comes out to play when she's alone craving the rush, she cadges for dimes
in a desperate pursuit, she surrendered she gave herself to be able to fly that ****** ******* purloined her soul and hindered her vitality she recalls what it was to be alive
tile of a gas station restroom sends shivers through her spine remorse only resides due to a small flame scorching deep inside somehow she finds her breath thirsting for the crowning day, she stumbles to the sink