My Divinity
Behind the skin, my fragility and a skeletal impracticality. I am only pieces of you, held together with paper glue. My divinity: my only sanctuary. All in all I’m just furniture. Just another piece taking you one step further from the perfect living room set. In these 4 walls that hold me, keep me safe under sound and bare within its grip. My wooden heart it sings no more. This dress I wear becomes the floor. You can lean on me, have a drink on me, leave your mark all over me, you can eat off me, rest your head on me, press yourself on top of me, kick the back until its quiet.
Amy Studt
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Jane Keats
Faark, that’s good! Design and words!
PJ Ryan
you’re such an interesting minister
sjem ©
Bah.
A simple life would mean you don’t create stuff like this.
Because it’s fucking marvelous.
LostBoy
shidot.
hanARGH
wonderful image.
iofthebeholder
the face looks like it would make a great tattoo design