Onetime I let a boy inside my ribcage

I warned him upon entry that the path to the     space     between my lungs was a oneway ticket

that I had never smoked a cigarette,
but the walls inside me were tar-filled  

and sick

that sometimes my heart failed to beat with my brain and instead fell into
perfect
uneven
synchrony with the faucet

where I threw-up cherry red the other night.

Onetime I let a boy with a knife inside my ribcage

and I had seen the knife

and I didn't care

he climbed inside me so gently
like he belonged there and was just taking his place

like a missing *****
he made me his home
reassembled my insides

vital pieces of me now resting on his body,
depending on his body

one hand on my heart

the other on my throat.

Onetime I let a boy with a knife and a bottle of bourbon live inside my ribcage

he cleaned the tar off the walls
but didn't cure the sickness

I think he liked the smell of it.

One night he carved his name everywhere

spine
clavicle
esophagus

and I pretended to sleep

cut
nick
slash

he tried to claim me
he tried to clean me

but lost souls can't be claimed
and I'll never be clean enough

my heart follows faucets
not boys

and that scared the boy

so one night he poured the bourbon down the throat he held

and I didn't stop him

and I almost drowned

gulp, gulp, gulp
slash, slash, slash

cursive illegible sorry's
over every spot he had once cut his name into

and he kissed the wounds
and I woke up heavy.

Organs are worthless without their host but

Onetime I watched a boy tear his way out of my ribcage.

Knife and empty bottle in his place,
nothing's been working right in there since.

I haven't let anyone in there since.

Childhood training sets our mental ONEWAY in Numerous OF ways to live.
As we grow of age We see different things that we may have not been TAUGHT at home.
THATS WHEN WE JUDGE! Unintentionally or Intentionally.
Either way we do!
I see MANY people as broken glass. If you handle them WRONG THEY WILL CUTT YOU!.
No matter where the glass is broken it is still harmful& FRAGILE!
Handle people with CARE. Now thats RIGHTEOUS!!!. People hurt. Rather rich or poor PEOPLE HURT. So NO matter if you SEE them as righteous or WICKED.
Show them LOVE. Because LOVE
COVERS A MULTITUDE OF SINSSSSSS!
SO WHAT IS WICKED
& WHAT IS RIGHTEOUS?
YOU CAN BE EITHER OF THE TWO...BUT IF YOU HAVE NO LOVE! YOU ARE WASTINGGGG!