ashes purify;
watery sockets sponging
what they can contain.
stitch. burn,
turn into a kindling fire.
is this desire?
you're a day too soon.
my thoughts evacuate,
molasses lips - don't flee.
reach in far.
let's cross paths.
eventually,
death by chocolate will occur.
suffocating cellophane
wrapped explorations.
my end has begun, dear.
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
ashes purify;
watery sockets sponging
what they can contain.
stitch. burn,
turn into a kindling fire.
is this desire?
you're a day too soon.
my thoughts evacuate,
molasses lips - don't flee.
reach in far.
let's cross paths.
eventually,
death by chocolate will occur.
suffocating cellophane
wrapped explorations.
my end has begun, dear.
