I am Sonya. |
Under a microscope,
I am boneless...
It clocks itself over here.
Drowned by despair...
Bittersweet honey fills my lungs.
I can understand your tongues...
Bones, they caress me. Unhinge my eyes. Splatter...
It's quiet. I hear your blood pulsing through your...
It cools my skin, more than the morning air. I...