‘be careful how you touch her, for she’ll awaken
and sleep’s the only freedom that she knows

my stomache hurts like there are bugs in it the size of undigested fois gras or maybe several centimeter-sized fibroid tumors are in the muscle wall of my uterus pushing up against my bowels. my precious, twisted organs can’t lie still tonight.

babbler ;  there are no secrets now.

no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no! i’m flying again! next weekend!…………………. i dreamt last night of taking valium, on time… this is me… humbled