June 05, 2022, 10:03 AM
parasite.
the newborn had not known she was thought of in this light, but it was fitting. how weak she was away from the womb, how she hardly lived if not attached to the warmth of mother's milk.
parasite.
ill now outside of her host. tiny snorts from a smushed face, feeble whines, and then the first big slumber.
darkness was a welcomed relief already. here there would be nothing but comfort before the harsh reality of life shined its face on her again.
the newborn had not known she was thought of in this light, but it was fitting. how weak she was away from the womb, how she hardly lived if not attached to the warmth of mother's milk.
parasite.
ill now outside of her host. tiny snorts from a smushed face, feeble whines, and then the first big slumber.
darkness was a welcomed relief already. here there would be nothing but comfort before the harsh reality of life shined its face on her again.
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered
where does it hurt?
note: bjarna speaks broken english at best.
icelandic will be italicized with translations on hover/click.
icelandic will be italicized with translations on hover/click.
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quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco - by Innominate - June 03, 2022, 06:26 PM
RE: quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco - by Bjarna - June 05, 2022, 10:03 AM
RE: quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cognosco - by Innominate - June 05, 2022, 05:55 PM