anonymity masquerading as solitude.
fear,
tiptoeing
on hope’s serrated edge.
and we
drown
in a flood of famished desire.
decadent
in our deprivation.
anonymity masquerading as solitude.
fear,
tiptoeing
on hope’s serrated edge.
and we
drown
in a flood of famished desire.
decadent
in our deprivation.