dressed in nightly surrender
i dreamed the dress in white,
tho silked in red.
blood ran looseon crumpled paper,
hung.
there is an art cafe
on saturday.
i cannot
hang the clothes
for fear of disrupting
the act.
i dream of drawing
that which you will not
see.
sbm
i dreamed the dress in white,
tho silked in red.
blood ran looseon crumpled paper,
hung.
there is an art cafe
on saturday.
i cannot
hang the clothes
for fear of disrupting
the act.
i dream of drawing
that which you will not
see.
sbm