my hands hung up
perforated lips hold
no water
my tongue flows away
shut eyes open blinded bright
breast filled with fright and fright and
hair smouldering it's burned for ten
generations but only at night
birds stopped gathering on
laugh lines ash
skin cash money paid in debt
no more my skin
teeth hollow eggshell brittle white
gums bleed gums will go to seed in
belly which is just a hungry thing
feed to it virgins and throwaway afterthoughts
centrepiece cancer cornucopia basket bread
board with this my threadbare body
cup of christ habits for no one
board with my loving bag of bones
or just sip your wine
in silence
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