loneliness

Civilians eliminate communication as if receiving their degradation is a privilege.  Time compensates for the lapse of company by allowing entertainment to infiltrate consciousness, sequencing the blood from a frown to itemized nutrition, listed like movie credits, vying for affection from dilated tongue spurts.  Bum-Lick-Jane wipes the spittle, preserved where her wrinkles rotate from aContinue reading “loneliness”