death lip cracks and no legged fish

 death

death

death death

aching begging death fingernails scratching kind of death

on my dry lips cracking

broken communication spackling 

white wall which consumes and smothers and suffocates

with the cotton

"she takes the cotton and stuffs her throat with the missile shaped fibers from the nasal inhaler"

"she takes the cotton and rises to the roof to see the stars at night, as her body just..."

I am nothing

You are nothing

and everyone who has big hair with nothing inside, just standing up with excessive air in between 

such few strands held together with more hair spray than hair

"she takes the cotton and she wraps it around her neck"

for warmth

in winter

"she takes the cotton puts it in her ears and muffles the sound of her body"

she can only see its tears fall whetting her lips

tasting so salty

appetizing

salient

she immerses herself in the cotton

in the muslin

its fibers loose       she can spread them apart with force even when her nails have just been cut earlier 

that 

day

"she takes the cotton and puts it in between her teeth"

stuffs the cotton in her mouth

both tubes

swallows the cotton and floats to the ceiling

shhhh

let me tell you a secret

my nails digging in the dirt for fun turning black the way i like it

dirty nails

smelly girl

and clay that gets stuck in the crevices of your worn down antique rings

it could be we are all running in a three-legged race

and we share a leg

and we also do not share a leg

and it is hard to even walk together

let alone

scream

when one of us is in pain

but it is easy to fall

like a limbless fish

shhhhhhh