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its pressing in on me
my pantomime box
crushing me
like a trash
compactor
made of clear lucite
but as strong
as a 2am panic attack
that steals my breath away
and makes my skin crawl
with daddy long legs
and chiggers
invisible
to the naked eye
but neon and pulsing
in my mind’s eye
my pantomime box
crushing me
like a trash
compactor
made of clear lucite
but as strong
as a 2am panic attack
that steals my breath away
and makes my skin crawl
with daddy long legs
and chiggers
invisible
to the naked eye
but neon and pulsing
in my mind’s eye
Catch up on my progress on Married to Death at vanessavkilmer.com
~ Merry Meet and Blessed Be ~
