[ he feels red hot anger that scorches the bottom lining of his eyes. he bites his lips inward— he knows this wasn’t an accident, now. he knows it was no illness. if he’s going to do something about it— no one could know.
he measures his words, carefully. ]
lazarus is gone sort of he’s in the tub just trying to get it together
no subject
he measures his words, carefully. ]
lazarus is gone
sort of
he’s in the tub
just trying to get it together