i wasn't thinking when i wrote.

[in_cog_ni_to]

beast

when your hand is constantly
at your mouth
feeding the hungry beast
that lives inside
when you cannot make it stop
it takes and takes until--
one day
you lock him in the closet
one day
you shut him out:
so rudely
so calmly
that he dies in tangles
of red hair.

floodsthey come in floods

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[ragdahl]

ahhh, i adore the line "that he dies in tangles
of red hair." thats so madly passionate. & by madly, i mean, truly madly. :D

xoxo