a cave of one's own

[blustocking]

I'd like a cave.
Small and dark.
Cold, a pool of clear water welling up from the ground. A drip-drip resounding insane.
The slow progress of blindness, the quick pace of madness.
Withering away, inflicting nothing, no confusion, no sadness.
Stalagmite, stalactite.
Do you dream or do you burrow?

Comments

Re: meat: refined.

[blustocking.livejournal.com]

Yeah, she'd be way cooler if she did lines off of smelly hobos. *shrugs* Can't win 'em all.

So, people in pain shouldn't take pills? Or did I miss something else?

:p