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Aug. 30th, 2001 01:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aslantever so slowly i'm shrinking inside my clothes. recalling metaphors, macbeth, referring to an inability to steer fate or assume control: wearing the mantle of self like a suit made for a giant.
but it's not about hunger, is it. it never was. my unhungry month extends itself and i am unsure where it began. love carves itself into me. love carves me. lovecarves. love scars itself into me. the carvings of scars. scars like scarves.
but it's not about hunger, is it. it never was. my unhungry month extends itself and i am unsure where it began. love carves itself into me. love carves me. lovecarves. love scars itself into me. the carvings of scars. scars like scarves.
