as I don't have that much time left for deviantart and my goups I'm looking for volunteers that would like to replace me and take over the group.
Just reply to this journal if that sounds good for you (or note me if you like).
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Day Twelve Napo2014you taste like a cavityDay Twelve Napo2014 by StJoan
bubblegum scented hole–-
of regret & electricity
(prevention, I’m told, is key)
And so I said to you:
let me pick–-
and so you widened.
Knocking the Rustand when we say we areKnocking the Rust by StJoan
knocking the rust
I am taking your hand and we are all
summer and sin and swelter
and you are the southern sweat sweet as dew
stuck to burrs and
all their horrible words
the iron dusts our knees-- mingles with it's brother
as it seeps from skin, flushed and fickle
the scratches and scrapes of reckless laughter
between palms there is promise and quiet lust
the fear lingering -- those motes of maybes and nevers
that struck you down like lightning
but two we are slipping beneath shade
struggling to remember how to become one.
It was so easy to forget.