It's growing, developing
like a cancer...

This is a slam, so critique it as that,.. thanx...
time slowed down to an eventual still image of...

Fractions reduced to motes,
twilight frost with ghosts...

You seemed so real;
an angel, slipping down...

You\'re a puppet for chanting voices
and heartbroke silence...

Testing limits,
how far would...

Floating leaves--
a frog flickers...

As change takes hold, my blood dries up and veins...
while time unfolds, bitter flesh livens and takes...

Shaking
and shivering...

With a blade and wanting
god she found out that...

"my ecstasy is my misery,"
and she swallowed the pill...

Erase the burden held by memory
embrace this life as it was meant to be...