Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Heat. Salt.

I’m violent.
In tears and words and heartfelt hate.

I’ll crack your bones.
Grind them with my teeth and tainted breath.

Cracking the foundation.
Water and sand.
Molten Lava.

I’m going to bury you. Bury you alive.

If I’m not too busy catching my breath.

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