applied unevenly, the empty filling solidifies, often breaking skin. in painful spread-eagled wait i stoically desperate in frozen waves of obtuse affections. applied hastily, this slippery substance hardens, further rupturing my hold on damage-control. in half-defeated mission i frantically obliterate in a hot current of sultry anger. the threshold thins, and you come all over as i’m pulled under way below. distorted silence envelops me and i’m gone awry once more.