ii

by eloisehendy

smoke filled lungs
tar soaked
burn my throat
everything is ashes
dust to dust to dust
my armour is rusty
and falling apart
long lack of use
an empty shell
a creature lost in the storm
raw
i am flayed
(who is who though,
who am i though
who am i)
the heart is as large as a fist
mine is clenched
punching
beating itself to pieces
in a hollow chest
(a heavy, hollow chest,
chained
dropped to the bottom of the sea)
what if i cut off my hands
my tongue
look
(i don’t want to touch anything,
with these stumps
i don’t want to feel,
with this fist)
i am limbless
i am a stain
(who am i though)

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