the sun is in town again with its searing coils of temptation and blinding promises of redemption but i hide from it swallowing dark oceans and wishing i wasn’t too squemish to make cuts into my darkness for the bile of sorrow to flow out more freely the capricious light still knocks persistently but i’ve […]
hiding
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