scrawls.

scrawls

still cheaper than therapy*

22.9.10

i cast a circle, a perimeter fence, i draw it in close against my skin like a layer of sweat. this will not hurt me if. this will not touch me if. i test its safety, moving within it, shifting beneath it, measuring myself against glaciers and tides and redshift. (you are so far away from me.) i trace its outlines, toe its edges, skirt it like it doesn't matter after all.

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