Good morning, a stagnant air Warm like the blood in my brain from the night before Eyes crusted shut, to keep the air out Avoiding a lack of movement that embraces my room Deepening into dreamlike space The flicker of a cigarette glows open the shadows of hell Turning over and over inside me like a toddler in a bathtub
I *****. Most of it goes out my nose.
Good evening, I ------------can open my eyes now to block out the light. The faint glow of a cigarette warms the frigid air. My skin stands up, reaches out to the fire Clinging to the warmth of the blood from my mouth. He is there standing over me, smoking and I cannot see his face. He devours my genitals whole and I want to move He ***** out my ear bones and I want to protest. He strips the hair out of my skin and I want to struggle I won't move. I cannot see his face. I can still hear him coming
Good night. I open my mouth and **** in the cold warm air. Drinking the moisture they left last night into my lungs. It mixes with smoke as I **** in a drag. Exhale the room into your vulnerable face. Your skin in the bathtub, warm and moist still. Your mouth and your eyes closed. ----------------------------- never to taste me never to see my shadow stagnant forever more. I *****, most of it into
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