an inchworm, up-ing and down-ing its way through my
intestines is not bright
green as it traverses the dark gloomy
lumen of my
insides.
darkness requires complete
darkness, no color, just
darkness, but at least it is
warm.
i do not know if the inchworm can
see but i hope it can feel
comfort in the
dark.
dear inchworm, i wish you
good fortune on your travels as you
measure my insides with
tenacious tickling loops.
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 2:26 PM UTC
an inchworm, up-ing and down-ing its way through my
intestines is not bright
green as it traverses the dark gloomy
lumen of my
insides.
darkness requires complete
darkness, no color, just
darkness, but at least it is
warm.
i do not know if the inchworm can
see but i hope it can feel
comfort in the
dark.
dear inchworm, i wish you
good fortune on your travels as you
measure my insides with
tenacious tickling loops.
image pt. 1: well-wishes.