Fine Write

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr Graphic Design grrrrrrrrratification.

EEEyyyyyeee love you I want you.

FFFFFFFffffff Fine Art Find me

Write to me. Instead. In my head

We use our hands - not computersssssss
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The Inability to Savor

Under the skin I'm almost sizzling, enjoying the snap crackle pop of it all. And praying for an action just as immediate, a touch to leave me sired and skinless. Crispy pink and finished. The punishment and pleasure sealed together. I want to burn the roof of my mouth, and cut my fleshy tongue. Quickly left licking sticky fingers and picking stained teeth. To wash you down with red wine, white wine, cheap beer and bathtub gin. To tell you that I love you, and throw your scraps to the dog.