With my toes in the sand
and salt foam speckling
my shins, I examine the
dental worry stone in my
palm. This little razor
laced wonder now holds
my turbulent imprint.
I do not regret
this tainting.
and salt foam speckling
my shins, I examine the
dental worry stone in my
palm. This little razor
laced wonder now holds
my turbulent imprint.
I do not regret
this tainting.
