EXISTING…MERELY EXISTING!

This salt still comes forth, streaking down my face, parting my lips.I taste preservation! Intombed in LIFE...MISERY; cured, encapsulated sorrow!Did I not pour this salt for you?Burning opened flesh! Take me! Devour me! Don't keep me in this state!"You need to rest longer," the slithering voice whipsers, "I prefer my meat a little on theContinue reading "EXISTING…MERELY EXISTING!"