There are no calories in coffee, there is nothing in my belly
except millipede fingers and toes trying to
impregnate me.
Little calorie ghosts and wandering pieces of meat,
what is left of what I eat eat eat
insects making me bleed bleed bleed,
one warms my hips
the other drags cool metal against my skin, catches on the
veins like loose strings. I am metallic
I taste it from inside my ***** down onto my feet.
Breaking bones, massaging wombs
coffee and centipede
shards carve out my ribcage when I do not like how I feel.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 3:29 PM UTC
There are no calories in coffee, there is nothing in my belly
except millipede fingers and toes trying to
impregnate me.
Little calorie ghosts and wandering pieces of meat,
what is left of what I eat eat eat
insects making me bleed bleed bleed,
one warms my hips
the other drags cool metal against my skin, catches on the
veins like loose strings. I am metallic
I taste it from inside my ***** down onto my feet.
Breaking bones, massaging wombs
coffee and centipede
shards carve out my ribcage when I do not like how I feel.
