staggering is the silence. this weary heart weighs you down. bare knees in the asphalt. bloody probably.
standing up, pretending with health. your response to "how are you?" is usually a lie. in long car rides, we get lost before the crash.
you were beautiful naked. we made love better than ever. red light. turn right. closer to death.
i said i am the devil. you listened. our punishment is loneliness.
Between Yantalo and Moyobamba, Peru
gibsonadventure 2 years ago
good ol' Bergman
gibsonadventure 2 years ago