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surgery

Posted to Action Poetry




falling apart
inside of your mouth
i feel so raw
and inside out
i want this to be
a quick release
but i own nothing
you consider
complete
and i need this finished
i need the hope
it’s the only thing
that threatens me
i’m all out of rope
hitting the pavement
and calling for help
something is burning
is that flesh that i smell?
laying on the 3m lines
smooth, cracked and yellow
in both corners of my eyes
the ground is still rumbling
from the moment you fell
the gravel is heating,
what more can i tell?
(muted)
someone complete me
i’m missing a piece
something can treat me
and hold in this beast