Sunday, April 11, 2021

cardiogram

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i like to chew foil, you see

crunched up with every memory

it taste of nothing, only discomfort

a railroad spike lodged in my head

i cannot swallow this 

metallic taste on my tongue

cutting my gums, i bleed

i cannot spit this

rolling this ball of foil in my mouth

masticating regrets, suppressing bile

thoughts rise like corpses in dead waters

stinking, bloated on the side of the road

eyes bloodshot, 

punishment for self

chewing foil 

in a DIY hell

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