I have come to fulfill the non-existent need for mediocre prattling on cyberspace.
I have nothing to say.
I remember the smell; sharp sweat and something stale.
I remember the burn; my tongue pressing against my teeth.
I remember his shifting, waiting for what never came.
I remember the tension that was so consuming I shrugged it off and walked out
Libidos caged in a basement
Questions caught in the filter
Regret throbbing onward, through time
I remember being underground, in some working class suburbia
Being in a mine, inhaling poisons, detonator in hand.
I remember leaving.
Can't get my mind off that.
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