Deprived of limbs
but showered with extremities
i am left to cure my illnesses

you have brought them upon me

you smell like spf
and summer
pressed powder
and scalp

you are obtuse
when embracing

i am your clone
opposite beginnings
surely unwanted
same endings

i will fix myself
before I am my

One day
he'll marry me
and not just out of obligation

itll have been ten years
since the beginning of my nineth
a decade
lets make it milleniums

i am loved so wholly
my feelings have no holes

Have you watched them scale the mountain?

i did.
i felt it.

they are a swarm
red and pink and orange
tightly knit
and drag through goo

crescending river
flow oppositely

it is not a volcano
will not erupt
but pools
and waits
acidic and tangy
a trigger

i have felt them
i am everest

Those hot peppers you feed me
tsssss all the way down
smoke is in the intestines
and esophagus

have you punched me?
i am sore.

and caffine
i am woozy from you
a wooden ship on rough seas
rocky

swallowed enough air for zeppelins
under your shirt hides a fleshy balloon

have I wronged you?
i am sensetive
and vengeful

They live in apartments
and pueblos
sobrepoblacion
it is overcrowded

and the littlest one
she is kicked out

weak
and left to wander
   to
      linger

que lastimo
poor baby

but I will not stop her
      it is her own problem

eventually
she'll cause more trouble
and
   evolve

she will climb stairways
and cry in the window
of their apartments

they are tucked away
in neuron drywall
and she wails
lacrimas/
and haunts me

she has since october

**** sapien*
fluid secretion from fountains
   under
      my
         tongue
escape when I talk
fumble over words
pool in the cup
by my bottom teeth
   lower lip ****

and when I spit
all
of my secrets
    those I promised
desertification occurs

i am rock
   knock with bone
dry
come and pick me, cotton picker
the seeds of my ignorant youth
   will
      stab
         at the
            hands
   slaver is hurt

saliva

I want but true affection
rather than that
produced by guilt

desperate to stay one
you succumb to old habits
and donate no reassurance

i doubt
in cycles
and I am at the top of the ferris wheel
i see the land
and not the man next to me

am I more than just a variety
of frozen food and prepared meals
and the occassional agressive "ive missed you"
exhaled between kisses

i am acustomed to your familiarity
and your soap scent
and harsh tongue
your lashes at my best men

but you are calming
but you are rough waves

i am tired of being brushed against the shore
i should be the ocean