Thisit Owfor You

[ControlDenied]

When fingers creep
fuck it, it's not worth it. Their mark
maps the way back into
this coiling, broken up world.
When throats squeeze
the pain out with the beats
of junglar drums I
put the trash back in and
they swallow.

 

[ControlDenied]

I'm still waiting

 

[Mehm]

you capture violent darkness well in this.