out of breath the organs are dislocated nose so flat everything's restricted chlorophylls cheer, are proud of my lungs, these poor balloons careful not to bump into my ribs, unseen because of fat
my body is a cry for help with hands as full as weekly plans with eyes like waterfall in a summer with mouth as hopeful as sunrise in the rain empty the eye sockets pour the world into them - the lover of surfaces, masks - the hiding place
i've forgotten what bitter tastes like. every ******* thing is sweet, is fresh, is a fuji apple with the skin peeled, the flesh quick-soaked in saltwater, the seeds taken as softly as the milk teeth.