7.16

Bent double under the weight, I beg you for more, I'm sure. The fire burning in my veins is crumbling my muscles into ash, but I don't care. I know you love another, but I want you, and I don't care. I know you'll be closer, but I'll be close. Don't forget me here, staggering, unlikely, available, heartbeat, sinew, breath.

7.10

Sticks and Stones.
Logs. Boulders.
Entire buildings. Cave-ins.
Aging.