my belongings hang by a thread nursed by house and money spiders into an intrigue of web, suspense suspended in the room of a corner reverses all expectation, ordinary skin haunts ordinary marriage wrapped and ready to have spunk and zest sucked out by the furry legged beasts that need a wax and that red face pampered freshness their creations dusted from hovel to home.


via Daily Prompt: Relieved

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