do you miss the spring?
i try not to think about it.
the odds of success seemed good, but i
lost some things friends, weight, time dreams.
got busy, and lonesome, hun. everything to do none of it what i would be doing if i could.
i'll be here a few hours. a couple of things i need to sort out.
which honors the body and blood? cravings they pull me, if that's the way.
— darlfinch / writing prompts 02














