Friday, November 11

Not my shadow

A needle deep under my skin
it doesn't stick out any more
it hurts.
I'm sore.

When I stand
it rises
when i walk
it matches it's steps
when I sit it apes me
when I lie down
it makes me
want to crawl on all fours

I'm frowning wrinkles
bitter and sour

Everything's hurting
inside and out
upside and down
this way and that
every angle

Slice by slice,
Slab by slab
Sliver by sliver


pound by pound


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