on his tongue . grip around cane tightens , amused & entertained . he knows the DA will complain when the clock strikes seven . “ it can’t be good for you , miss conreves . ”
it increases impressively . a hummingbird patter scratching at her ribcage . he almost feels bad——almost . no need to repent inside the tall walls . heat from the glass behind at her back , a halo . “ are you always like this ? ” a lazy tempo for voice , manhattan—rasp ( + )
a personal portrayal of MATTHEW MICHAEL MURDOCK————devil ﹠̲ saint , a man of god . blood—stained knuckles with the rosary beads . dead dove——do not eat . written by 𝓭emonia .
burnt roast , colombian . patchouli nested in the crook of a neck , lavender . knuckles ache with past sins , bruised violet & night—sky blue . @dissensicns’s heartbeat has always been rapid , perhaps with the need for success . she’s a patient lion with sharp claws , ( + )