four cent
spell
tortoise shell
five days before sending the rain to fall.
assemble the rebel angels.
strange days...
tear open the white wicker seal.
broken.
i slithered like ice through her eyes.
there is a match. open play and forgotten from afar. there are bruises on my hands but i don't remember how they got there. a friendly smile sits with me. she twitters on about life and i try not to be selfish but find myself speaking all about my life, my past experiences, my demons excised. what is it about being at a bar alone that gives others the impression that you're lonely? a lone gunman chats me up through his bottle of beer. we're not wine drinkers. he asks if i'd be interested in a kill.
chill.
in the round.
faceless fornification.
make the call.
underground...
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