precious- breathing burning beating bursting
pressing with flesh fingertips to walls that have no end
etching into skin with sin to find something-
yes, anything-
anything at all.
precious- tripping tonguetip foot and lipslip
guessing at a gentle breeze and smells of future past
filling up the loving cup with cheap whiskey and, hungerstruck,
against all thought, eat
anything at all.
precious- bad blood bruising hurting losing
stretching at the seams of streetlight scoundrel wasteaways
forget the lock but eat the key, still squint to see
in murky dark, see
anything at all.