itching
raze
these
shins
sometimes
sing
while
my
body
waits
for
sleep
to
seep
in
.
and
this
is
what
my
mind
is
wont
to
do
when
daylight
damns
me
to
a
fistful
of
waking
dreams
.
221205
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
