
Most soft, most suavely glides that step,
Advancing always at my back;
From gaunt hemlock, rooks croak havoc:
The hunt is on, and sprung the trap.
- Sylvia Plath
Warnings/Bonuses: Adult themes. Coarse language.
( Continue )
Current Mood:
sleepy
Current Music: goodbye_sun=the misfits/vampirecow=the dead kennedys
17 comments | Leave a comment
