i'm sorry, I say
i swallowed myself whole
late last night
when no one was looking
rather
when I hid myself away
i ate myself
down past the bone
up to the neck
made wings of my thoughts
and made my getaway
my body is gone
i never missed it
but for when the absence of it
ached so hard I remembered
these wings made from
the flesh and feather of thought
can't carry the weight
of my head forever
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
i'm sorry, I say
i swallowed myself whole
late last night
when no one was looking
rather
when I hid myself away
i ate myself
down past the bone
up to the neck
made wings of my thoughts
and made my getaway
my body is gone
i never missed it
but for when the absence of it
ached so hard I remembered
these wings made from
the flesh and feather of thought
can't carry the weight
of my head forever
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