"yr so fucked"
"like seriously yr so fucked up"
red string that connects
the cartilage crushed together
a nose that forgot it was broken
shit i hate that ridge
i was born with it nervous laughter chitters, explains away
i have my mom's nose
red string drips
we sat shaking in your car, faces aching
palms turned upwards
catching a pact in our shredded hands
you left a year later
"i don't think about it as much, it's getting better"
you slosh around in my stomach
red string bubbles
i watched my arm bloom against the scalpel
fentanyl detachment, a distant observer
abscess all the papers scolded
"i don't have the money for this"
the doctor laughed "i'd be surprised if you did"
i sat on the curb
and stuck a finger into the tender muscle
red to blue wire
a buca di beppo waitress ran across the parking lot and shook me awake
"oh man i am fucked"
Last edited: 7 September 2015