hill dweller.
pull me closer.
then walk away.
kill the tension.
make me inconspicuous.
some photo to remind me of
reds.
A stifling cloud of smoke.
my frustrations.
sends a fit of tempestuous quavers to my head.
your fulgurating stares.
stomach somersaults and feather flutters.
cacophonic chortles.
a kerfuffle through my system.
hill dweller.
hill dweller.
youre like your own abode.
anything leading to you is a interminable winding walk.
a bouldered labyrinth.
embrangled with multiple personalities.
filled with tortuous reasoning.
