27.1.10
dream girl
i had a dream i saved a girl - i fought hard and slouched bloodied in a corner. they brought her out safe save for the weepy bashed in gore-gape replacing her nose and lips. her hair was in strings, slicked to her teeth by gelatinous flesh bits, feral black stones in what's left of her face crackled, "your fault" and we stared, heaved and seethed, like horses trapped in fire.