Everybody wants a piece of you. From the moment you cry out your nascent breath the leeching starts. The world begins to tear at you. To consume you.
To tag and watch you. To bleed you.
Taking with both hands as much as it can while slowly nibbling on you in a cancerous fashion. It even provides you with an usher for modest expedition.
I think it’d be cool to stay in the womb forever.
Peaceful
and attached to the universe.
7.5.99
Victor Millan
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