delicate to the touch.
a need that grows so much.
doesn’t merit eternal damnation!
Who are you to judge?
The problem with writing poetry in your head when out walking is that you’ve forgotten half of it by the time you get home… Anyway, this is for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie‘s Photo Challenge #57 – Autopsy and a photograph that had my mind wander a long way from autopsies.