imagine me as a reversed stain
still bloated body surfaced in the dark
from the crap and
refuse and piggy leavings,
still sucking a lemon even though
i woke up to the world five years ago.
maybe because of the fact.
pointing fingers that have been
up the nose and up
the bum and up against
the clitoris all saying here’s the
little shit who we left to rot,
here’s the one who fell through
the cracks in the pavement
