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I am famished... my fingers feverishly decorticate the velvet rind. Spreading apart moist flesh to reach overflowing juices of honey flavored ..

I wait... [indent]but fear, I will never hear, [indent]from you what I bite [indent]my tongue to keep from [indent]speaking. I am left to [i..

I sand smooth [indent]the rough [indent][indent]edges of my words, [indent]over and [indent][indent]over again. Running fingers [indent]over ..

I slip between [indent]the pages [indent][indent]within this, and watch the white [indent]turn scarlet hues... as I slide at an [indent]angle on..

My eyes slide gently between satin sheets of darkness. Embraced, caressed by the liquid texture of ebony around me I have... slipped into silk..

I climb through the layers of illusioned clarity to open the skylight and let the smoke out.

Pull the rip cord. Let the winds of change take their course, and feet will land upon solid ground, with fear left in the clouds.

There is somthing... here, or there... something... simple, beneath the complexity. Something... that if I allow myself to slip into would fit..

Awakening to [indent]the calm inside, [indent][indent]drifting between, dreams and thoughts. [indent]Someplace beneath [indent][indent]a purple s..

Layers of silk are [indent]peeled back, one by one they crack [indent]and flake [indent][indent]away, reveling the rotten [indent]organic mass..