Inkmouth

lovely vertigo

infections in my fingernails

like the way you say please

stuck keyboards with grime

and the slick fluid from my eyes

gnawing on my bedpost

you aren't upside down anymore

you're a bat with burning sutures for wings

blind incisions and empty lungs

i ripped yours out

and swallowed them in phlegm long ago

iron rust rotting click

scared of my own air

his blood is my friend

his please is my enemy