bittah-assassin
Lonely little caterpillar sitting on a leaf
How does he see the world at large
How does he eat a peach
The rain will fall and the wind will screech
But this lonely little caterpillar will make this peach a feast
I feel as though my callous bones
i never thought my callous bones
could quiver like they do
whenever you speak
or how the ligments and muscles
that align my back, and shape my whole
could tremble ever so suddenly
i come apart
and trail to my toes
could
tremble and
Sandcastle
build me up
on a hot summers day
when the sky is lit,
and the water sways.
a bucket or two
is all i require,
but use what you got,
and you'll be inspired
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I'll retain my shape
if you pat my bones
It's a tangled up mess
what i call home
"Knee"
blood pours out,
like rain clouds
dropping off their load
it trickles down
effortlessly.
and your knees become stamps
that stain the pavement
toast
burn black
like my soul
buttery delciousness
thats crisp
and--
toasty
Your feathered black hair
rests like a canopy
above your eyes