hold still... and you can feel the world rushing over you.
like the clear, cool water that runs over pebbles.
wish-wash. wish-wash.
washing away, their form--
slowly, but surely.
pieces of me.
you're taking pieces of me with you.
i can feel my bones sifting to your shape,
and it scares me.
it terrifies me.
through and through.
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sifting to your shape...
ReplyDeletegah, love <3