
Little Sunflower 1


I feel her slowly creeping in like a snake in the grass... Ready to make her arrival... Ready to take over this body... And ready to constrict this unmedicated and vulnerable version of me...

When life leaves the body and the skin becomes sallow... Motionless remains are left feeling heavy yethollow.





Daylight comes and casts that soft glow through my blinds... And there you are... Coming into focus like a picture developing... Perfectly silhouetted... And entirely mine.
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