Friday, July 11, 2008
the rush just a simple deep stroke across.
the pain, followed by something else.
the numbness.
the reddening, swollen flesh.
the never ending flow.this time i want it somewhere else.
somewhere where i can't see just like that.
in front of the mirror, there i can see it.
that very place.
finally,
just one neat nice thin stroke across.
hard. deep. Bliss.lustful for it all.
leaving behind a beautiful chaos... 9:20 PM.
