burnt ends
i wasa ship crashingupon jagged rocksmere milesfrom safe harbor a ricochetbouncing off ofa steel girderstriking aninnocentbystander a deep shadow on a sunny day in acemetery for incontinent dreamers, the gapbetween wheezing breaths where the worldpulsates in time to the warbling spotsgathering in the periphery. i am the cold, gold cross between her sinful, supple breasts. […]