Three Knaves
writing good makes writing bad
Thursday, May 19, 2011
drowning
thank god,
that these spirits move
so heavy through my limbs.
floating in blood,
but bathed in lidocaine,
figures are indistinct.
the softer the focus,
the easier the sleep.
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