spiral
- brielle bennett
- Apr 2
- 1 min read
eyelashes thorns
hairs splintering grass
elusive mechanisms
dismantling integrity
inheritance becomes fevered
pink gums withdrawing
taproots
apparent
cavities, home
tight knit corner
dissipating hope
excoriated cuticles
dipped in vinegar
as a windowshade
i’ve been drawn back
an open-nerved nose
i bleed profusely
out of every pore
do i allow for seeping
i expel and inhale
all the intricacies around me
those profound and mundane
fill me with such-
it is not the now i know
i must wait, recollect, retire
frustrate me
interior irritating dialogue
dictated behavior
lactating dry heaves
i lay in hay and dirt
and let mites into my skin
make me a fever
a poltergeist
make me better
corruptSpiral.






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