I hear empire down.

[gishalicious]

When I am pulled awake, I stretch myself out slowly. I soften and still stiff I drag myself out the door. Slam into the glass in slow motion. My skin and clothes go all gray and I feel like a stone statue in the mist. Wet and cold, but tingling, not numb. Inside my core I am alive. My mind is waiting for a safe time to emerge like a snail. Till

Comments

[missanne]

That's so beautiful as it is sad.