4. (again). I shouldn’t have, I did, I know I shouldn’t, I still do. I’m feeding you. You might be eating me, a bit. You don’t want to but you also do. You can’t quite bite but you almost can, it’s so much safer this way. It’s So Much Safer. I can breathe even though I’m feeding you my oxygen. I can put my finger in your mouth. I’m collecting you rain water, you’re drinking my fluids, there’s pressure and release. I want to take you to the countryside but you’re too carnivorous. You want to be in my bedroom where there’s flies.
3. I need you because I’m afraid of the triffid, and because you’re helping me breathe, even though you go inwards and not out. You curl into yourself the best and we like the same toothpaste.
2. you are filling it
up and making it green and
you have nice dimples
“I stink when I try to answer your emails.
really, it’s so bodily, I smell like the pitcher plant”
1. You remind me a bit of somewhere else, and also the Jurrasic. You were the one that looked full and like you could float both at once. You are brittle, just a little bit dry, it’s ok though I bought you a spritzer and I know you want to hang out.