Sunday, March 27, 2016

;!

                  monsters collide
                      somewhere inside.


                                   their scare tactics begin mindfully.





          drip,
         drip,
            drip...


                       blood down the back of my head.
         

                                   black goo.
                                        .. ... I never completed the journey.


the monsters
come for me. ...


they are a part of me. 
they are me. 
I am them. 

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