your goodness escaped
in trembles.
you're a magnet
turned over and pushing me
back.
rough edges are
pulling me
close, rip
through my skin
already.

nails dig deeper
thick touching we call problems.
is it wrong for a look to feel this good,
or that it took less than a second to shy away
from such a beautiful face?
no such likeness could be a mistake.

look
he's shrinking!
what's this, who's that?
spit back and splat!
there he goes, looking like he knows what he's doing.
clean skin masked in malnutrition
he shaved his face to make her jealous.
really really, she thought he was silly
but his empty belly left him nothing but a shell,
a broken one, or a pile of them.
shoot shoot shoot
I've been shot
and I take the blow
straight through my nose
making it hard to breathe
and impossible to sneeze.

good morning!
breakfast,
we've gotta get out fast
the snow isn't melting
my brain that's so swelling.
pressure release!
pleasures.
well, something.