wet heat so profound lungs swell shut the fan oscillatesdriving muggy airback and forthover soaking sheetsmidnight and the breezeforces garbage flavorsdown in a gulpwe are automaticfalling into a hazeof dreams that sort ofresembles sleephalf-wake with stickyskin iron-on patchedto each other andi want you but i can’t move
-
Subscribe
Subscribed
Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
mattress dungeon 