The long hard gradual awakening remnant of a bruised slumber peels and rends like dry burned skin leaving charred sheets burdened with little tears of yesterday in small pools clinging fast making small salt edged circles on the fading woodwork of old memories
and you said you couldn’t stop because it was cunning, and baffled you just kept right on despite the wife packed up one foot out the front door kids, midnight sleepy-eyed dragged to cold running car that’s not me, though, that’s you, and not my pathetic story about your weakness and you said you couldn’t stop after berating […]
Got that itch, that little tickle. At the base of the neck lower really, between the shoulders. Building there, festering and spreading Little microbes of feeling multiplying and burrowing under the skin. A seething mass putrid thought amoeba, pregnant with pain and old emotions. Trapped and trapping me looking for escape. Drugs numbed and drink […]
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