Monday, March 10, 2008
{ 10:45 AM }
The teeth grinding buzzing behind my back,
The friction against my bones,
The fusion of blood red and black ink,
Add a dash of colour, just a little, not too much,
The teeth grinding buzzing behind my back,
The purple hand from a suffocating squeeze,
Another layer, armour like, art-like,
I think I'm ready again.