through silent floor corridors.
hesitant corners and bent down eyes, marble heavy, bag of stones. an echo dangles in the air with curved nails and sprawling bones.
I turn you inside out and listen to your heart with crooked fingers. unexplored territories, the crevices of your rib cage and pure collarbone ponds that I devour with sharp teeth. red blood, red skin, red rubber bands that bind my hands in front of you.
open roads, invisible stringencies.