Pajolo Cam

Dried blood surrounding my wounds, a geode of red and gaping holes. The wild infatuation and piercing fall (limbs cracking on the pavement).

I feel myself closing in on the infliction, keeping it inside, rippling blood surrounding my wounds. I miss you, I say, holding tightly. It’s slicing inside of me as I squeeze.

i love you endlessly, i will feel this inside for a long time.