company
misery comesknocking at the doorfour in the morningand she needscompany as the longweekend fades intoanother week ofrepetition of thesame ingrained routinesthat do nothing exceptsummon her wispy form a bezoar of tarnishedrazor wire spinningever faster in thepit of my hollowshredding tissue paperorgans in the plastictorso of a semi sentientpartially poetic everfailing sex doll a malevolent cloudof […]