mr-chewtoy

experience is a compassionless marm striking honesty across the knuckles with sealed lips an ache betrays the silent gap between kiss and see you later eyes burn blind open hoping to be recognized so the tongue can hide behind the casual, the meaningless a rising lump chokes back truth while turnstiles count an absence ding, dong — stand clear of closing doors please these cords slam shut to keep their safe schedule look and linger long, the mouth pantomimes the feeling unheard, unseen what hour, what day does this wretched mute speak