My hands tear at my mouth
I lick at the salt on my skin
My jaw aches from the stretch
Of the consuming of my own sin
It carves a hollow home
In the depths of my stomach
The flesh i have ripped off my hands
and shoved down my own throat
Lingers in my chest
rotting in my mouth
I'm pulling out sinew
between the gaps of my teeth
and the grizzle from the beds of my nails
I scratch and pull
tearing off chunks of hair
Until my soul sits still
and I'm free from will
Until the blood in my body
spoils into sludge
Until my tongue is bitten off
and my heart slows down stuttering
And my cries blend into laughter
and my tears burn from my disaster
No longer mistaken for an invading virus
but the new status quo
My disgust is unpalatable
caught in bile on my tongue
and my dismay is pulled over my eyes
Indistinguishable from the marks dried on my closed lids
Depraving on the lies spilling from my lips
holding onto the broken skin
Crying until my cough has all but whittled
and my bones have all become brittle
Until I'm nothing more than a girl in over her head.
Witless and deaf
blind and dead
Absorbed into the dirt
and left undisturbed
Turning over new soil
for a better born and bred
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Coherence
PoetryThis is a poetry collection that is both ever updating and ever changing. This collection of poetry isn't exactly traditional or ever a solid complete piece of prose, I am ever adding and changing and morphing them into something I feel is better or...
