squalor

squalor is an elegant word for such a hopeless feeling condition there is a poetry to words like this that simply fascinates my moribund mind.

curious corpse

she said if you’re playing with me, you’re likely going to drown so i dove in headfirst i let her churning waves and mysterious depths consume me no need for a deep breath not in her oxygenated embrace the farther down i swam, the more i needed to explore all sensation of up and down […]