Midnight cravings for coffee stimulating sedated thoughts; emotions deposited in the ink of a pen. Tick marks dotted on crinkled paper; moments recounted, too many to comprehend. Bloody abstracts and crooked lines. We lived a sheltered life, Three square meals a day; Believing the devil waited for us At the foot of the bed. Consanguinity within the dramatic pool; the kiss of a mermaid left the taste of … Continue reading Amiss