Laying on Cotton and Foam #2 ~ Rise to Ashes
Contemplating, resting spot. Pillow made of gouda… Seams to rip spaghetti strings from my cranium. Since I felt everything, I told them. Awash with empty containers of cream. Glass diamond, heart of cheese. Centered, I used to feel mozzarella. Sadly, those days left when she did. Easily broken peace; lost & grating Marble and Gorgonzola, […]