slipped
raze
i
have
made
a
bed
of
crooked
memories
jutting
out
at
odd
angles
and
vague
thoughts
of
what
might
be
but
most
likely
never
will
steal
my
equilibrium
so
i
can
sleep
for
i
cannot
trust
myself
to
trip
130319
...
unhinged
your
hands
pulled
my
waist
close
you
nuzzled
your
face
into
my
neck
that
is
the
juncture
at
which
i
should
have
pushed
you
away
(
i've
always
thought
of
myself
as
a
monogamous
girl
)
but
i
liked
the
way
your
hands
set
me
on
fire
underneath
my
clothes
then
you
leaned
down
to
kiss
me
through
the
haze
of
alcohol
i
felt
your
desire
for
me
(
not
just
some
nameless
hormonal
urge
but
me
it
was
me
your
lips
wanted
)
it
was
only
then
that
i
pulled
away
'
what
are
we
doing
?'
'
i
don't
know
.
but
i've
had
a
crush
on
you
ever
since
we
talked
about
dvorak
.'
(
one
of
our
very
first
conversations
that
i
can
remember
)
my
back
arched
into
your
hips
begging
to
be
horizontal
your
strong
hands
held
me
there
my
lips
reached
for
the
affection
hungry
we
slipped
out
of
the
kitchen
past
the
shrine
room
into
your
bedroom
you
slipped
my
clothes
off
and
the
thought
of
no
didn't
even
enter
my
mind
i
wasn't
looking
for
you
but
there
you
were
130319
...
Risen
I've
slipped
and
fallen
and
broken
something
so
many
times
.
Funny
that
the
most
recent
thing
was
so
abstract.
Not
a
bone
.
130319
...
unhinged
obviously
having
sex
with
you
was
just
another
drunken
accident
i
really
should
know
better
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
