aenemated

and i spent a good part of the evening curled up against jessica, inhaling paint fumes and thanking her for being her; the sweet smell of her hair in my mind and the warmth of her thigh on my hand.

'deep as the terrible sky
that you fell from
this
terrible beauty
is born
dethroned
i haunt
the salt mines

a living wound

weeping breathing wound

deep was the ocean and wide
that i slithered from
terrible beauty
is born
dethroned
i haunt
i haunt the saltmines

a living wound

weeping breathing wound'

- dax riggs
- big black backwards