Odd Walking Thoughts- Wretched Be

We weren’t asleep. The disgusting face was once again in our ear. The box was heavy and dark over our heads. Ask one more time to see. We bite through our mind’s fluid darkness to find another- alone and alone always here. It is better than being in the box with the heaviness and the darkness with the question to always see.

copyright 2016 -M. Taggart

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