mudyou are the mud left behind in cold april twilight born in a kind of alchemy where night weds timid naked earth with rain. alone in a subtle breeze beneath tear-streaked moonlight, i breathe the stars. tiny silver shards of dawn anxious for night to die they reach my lips as fallow tired waves. i just want to fall into you. to feel you all over my skin, to taste something real to experience infinity. i will dive into you, breathe you, flood my body with everything that you are. i will suffocate to be alive.mud
....Aiden. He's playing video games in his boxers as I walk in the door. It's dark except for the glow of the television and a black light, illuminating the borders of framed photographs and the long white rectangles on Aiden's plaid boxer shorts a bright alien hue. A light techno beat fills the room over the muted game sounds of Madden. It's just after one a.m. It's peaceful. And for the time being, it's blissfully simple. “Hey little bro.” “Hey big bro,” Aiden says back as I throw my stuff down on the couch. We don't talk for....
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