Stealing sonorous snippets of soft from unmined wellsprings. An ambience of vibrating serotonin from old, fuzzy friends. The perfect quiet of bedrooms in a forgotten neigborhood. Greedily drinking as much life as can fit in a mouth half-full of dissolving rage. The healing oblivion of sleep. Pressure building behind pockmarked shoulder blades. Scowling at empty pill bottles and yellowed health pamphlets. Bright blood in porcelain. The rest of life cancelled by the tragic comedy of not beating fluke statistics.
3:49 p.m. - 2022-12-09
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