Madness

If you touch me, my skin will crawl, and underneath my bones, behind my flesh: numbers, infinite numbers made of pixels link together like metal chains grounding an insane dog. And under the multiplying heat of scarves I give up my struggle and instead, kneel into a pool until only my ears surface among fresh […]
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Published on January 12, 2016 03:43
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