bad milk

by eloisehendy

somewhere deep out
of sight tucked
into softness and dark
i am souring

all that is liquid
congeals

i lie
prone and probing for protrusions seeking
confirmation from my fingers
what
my eyes have seen
on screens
what
late at night
in agony
my body has known

i see
men pulling plastic over palms
white
gowns drowning out
bodies white
lights piercing
the feeling
of latex
on my stomach muscles
a bikini hair line fracture

i am going
off

my blood races
pulses
beats
surges at the shallow
surface of my skin
yet
cut
through flesh ribs
or pelvis bone
peel
back
slabs of me
and all you’ll see
is raw
and all you’ll touch
is curdled
and all
you’ll touch

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