Sunday, May 1, 2011

Lets go outside.

ssss stare at the stars.
cold biting little chunks of skin from out legs
festering raised spots all over your smooth body.
Don't tttttt think.

crack your knuckles.
watch you ponder for a few more minutes.
smells so familiar and comforting.
tastes so sweet and regular.

nothing but rrrrr routine.
repeat processs.


I need it so badly.
I crave it so harshly.
I don't know what i'm going to do.
I keep on pretending.
consistently.

can't. control. my. body.

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