ecdysiast

of the dead speak nothing unless good

Monday, May 26, 2014

wherin



we were drunk when
you remembered we were meant
to write something a bit
sweeter than words--

"don't forget you need a future
without the bruise of the past"

i broke my elbow
praying for you. you're
welcome.



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