esquiress

You burn me and go back to sleep. I squat, naked from the waist down, Splashing water on myself. Using a baby bottle like a cup. A dead fuse. A  disappointment . Those aren't firecrackers. It's just the pipes.

Sometimes we all need a little place to call our own. This is mine. Its raw, so far, and I hope over time becomes softer around the edges, dog eared, book-markable. Enjoy.