| spread too thin |
| stretching each molecule of my being elongated to inhuman proportions reaching for whatever trails the pack. how can i hunger so for things ive never known? a groan of self-defeat passes through these lips as a single drop of blood trickles towards my chin is this, evidence, what i'm looking for? or what i want you to find? secret of emotion this pill, that doctor. appointments for life. stretching each molecule of my being elongated to inhuman proportions reaching for whatever trails the pack. how can i hunger so for things that you call evil? |