i feel each thunderclap like a hexed receptor of all the energies of the world shaken to its very core once engaged to be married now simply harried
a girl-child sublimated into the air no(t) matter hopes shattered stepping lightly on egg shells and shards of memories
remembering your slightly sour sweet smell salty taste your solid body my earth and i merely an explorer upon its mountainous terrain
the pain ebbs and flows liquid magma beneath my hot skin.
