vanilla bath @ 3:30 am
my eyes are growing
my lips are growing.
I am thinking about all the scary things in the world: all at once. I mainly keep picturing masks.
Somewhere, I guess, he is sleeping,
His jeweled claws are aching
I feel like some old ship
that's never going to make it
rocking itself to sleep inside a shed.
i can see my bones now,they are ivory.