my hips ache
they writhe in this...this angst,
this ecstasy
angst and ecstasy?
god there the same thing...
drive me up the wall, grit your teeth,
scream as the words press into your back
bit down, both lips ****** in, pucker up and ****
lie down ,lets ****
take me to a different place
not here but way down, deep inside me, take me somewhere else
make my head run circles around my mind
I'm series of thoughts wrapped in jagged bone
wrap me in bandages,
because in your arms I'm home, I'm safe I'm warm
the cuts don't bleed when your wrapped around them
taking you against my wall of words,
*L.G
