Tuesday, October 25, 2011

fragment

She walks into the apothecary to purchase a single bar of black soap. She then makes her way to the front to pay, that's when he sees her.
Her wrists are delicate - I can see the blood pumping through her veins, under her transparent skin. Blue-green pulsations - I can snap her like a twig, right here and now. I hesitate instead, I softly kiss her.

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