let this gaze be broken, let me snap back into reality and breathe again. let me wash this imaginative sequence down the sink, accompanied by the toothpaste.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
10 minutes plus
a careless gaze falling on shimmering tile lets my mind wander and do what it does when i stop paying attention. the red looks some sort of imaginative beauty, stricken by the overshadowing power of that white slump, slippery with water. blood has dripped from my mouth. from my gums.
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