Thursday, September 29, 2011

The oceanic pulse roiled within the marrow of my bones and the quaking stirred what was left of the fire.  Desire I had metered out in strips like litmus paper came back bruised, crumpled in to several tiny balls each one blacker than the last.  Disparate and broken, the bloody pieces caged between my ribs bounce in their newly formed likeness.

My punishment.