Tuesday 7/12/2022 11:45:00 PM

 we're smaller than we know. perspective overrides consent. we're tender marauders with an appetite for shame. 

goblins and ghouls in the cloaks of gods. 

simmering inside these heavy skins. waiting on the sidelines of our grief. spectators to the destruction of our want. 

the truth a cancer devouring us. 

we're sharp. full of edges. every touch draws blood. 

little girls in the fists of men. counting their pennies. 

thieves in soiled dresses. negotiating with injured wolves. 

the world flickers. a bulb about to go dark.

we pace at the switch.


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