main image


- Reply
onionlittle: Recollections by the Tide

hey. um. erin here.
erin solstice. um. you met
me Down in. no! we’re
gonna meet again, someday,
but is not that crass to say

when i woke all numb
soft and hot trapp’d and under
cover Down the thumb
ran a score of lives I stole
for mine warmth whose tally told
one mark two mark skipp'd
some bark thirty-four this morn
alone mine nail stripp’d
Down to bed to start the groove
there lay’d bare in heart cold you’ve

stolen my love? help!
someone call the watch! haha,
hahh. ahhhhh. no. can’t yelp
when im all alone and Down.
sucks not having you around.