Miscellaneous Adventures Of A Wandering, Inarticulate Mind
Turn me on my head and watch as the blood runs slowly from my feet.
Up my body;
Or perhaps you would call it down.
Whichever way, it runs and ends pooling, in my scalp,
And seeping into my mind.
Up my body;
Or perhaps you would call it down.
Whichever way, it runs and ends pooling, in my scalp,
And seeping into my mind.
~
He had eyes like a cat I know who has eyes like nothing I've ever seen, eggshell green.
posted by Leviathan at 10:46 pm
1 Comments:
Hola! Inquisitive is an odd word. Care to elaborate? Have you read the other one too?
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