cannibalismA Poem by cara
my biggest gripe with
having been abused is my engrained desire to have my body as communion as sacrifice if it means the fire in my stomach that keeps burning me will extinguish ever, ever, ever 'it is eating me' i tell you once again you don't care take a piece of my skull and eat it for what else has it been there if you filled my brain with lighter fluid, would it wash away? would it go away? light it to make sure take a hammer and chisel to my weak, hard head take a piece of what is left please use it, please use it like it's worth being used © 2023 cara |
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1 Review Added on November 30, 2023 Last Updated on November 30, 2023 Authorcara:), IrelandAbout19. My Substack: https://caracochrane.substack.com/publish/home more..Writing
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