Darkling

Daedalirium
2002-05-27 19:57:19 (UTC)

crisscrossed

I'm wearing the fishnets
It's like windows into my flesh
So many little cubicles
Of hair and skin
That beam through the black webbing
And I'm smiling, half-smiling
To myself
For the mesh isn't
Half as thick, as complicated
As impenetrable
As the one I wrap around
My little soul




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