|
|
|
|
 |
 | |  |
| Hark. The moon remains not yet full, which is to say "unfull," which is to say "empty." An empty cavity reigns over this kingdom. I wish to climb inside the moon. | |
 | |  |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Maybe I wish to climb inside a womb? To find the part of me that in blind touch I had left behind there but continue to unfeelingly see as I would experience a mirror? | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Nah. Maybe I just need to get laid. | |
| | |
|
 |
|
|
