Under the skin, something poisonous. Like an acid flowing, as if from the Alien monster. Watch out for the dribbling! Often now, there are thoughts that reflect that menacing countenance. A wrestling match (With an Angel, or Devil?) Tenderness, not likened with love, Pain's manifest in the body glove. Sore to the touch, no matter... Continue Reading →

#11 Dream

I went to the new bakery in town. It had an opening soon sign on it for two years. Today was the day. It has a very small door,and is dimly lit inside. Bells ring as I enter. I think I am the first. High ceiling. All wood everywhere. Ship's deck planking for a floor.... Continue Reading →

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