#devotion and obsession

[wickedzeevyln]

Ball and Chain

My dear brother sat there.Has glass orb for eyes,muted light reflected on the surface,mouth stitched halfway closed,fraying threads dangling on the other half,gray skin, cold as concrete. Who are you?Don’t you remember? His head swiveled into the empty space. “Guy, your brother.” ‘Your nameis smudged in my head,dead on my tongue.Who am I?’ “Dario…” ‘Must have been my name.’ His eyes, glass…

Ball and Chain