chest_fever tender square barium lit up my body, turned it switchboard awash with signal. that lightning aimed square for my chest, while you stood, unknowing, at the ray switch. picture a layered pendant of akoya pearls where wishboned ribs should be. trade your disbelief for moonlight: set hope to its wax and wave. know in your daring i will meet you at the station. 210922 what's it to you? who go blather from