I tie myself into the cars now. My ears fire and my breath opens. I collect my thoughts of you, and arrange them on the bed. Organize in piles of adoration, in piles of reverence. I used to sleep away... Continue Reading →
I tie myself into the cars now. My ears fire and my breath opens. I collect my thoughts of you, and arrange them on the bed. Organize in piles of adoration, in piles of reverence. I used to sleep away... Continue Reading →
