Tangled in a bewhiskered chest
It sang itself around my throat
Climbed inside and slandered
my lungs
Could no longer laugh at our mutations

Wound your nerves with my fingers
Gambled that you could still feel
But your follicles lurched
and spilled
Muddying my meaty mitochondria

Hear the motor ventricle hum
Cardiac clotted in a still photograph

Palpitation
Palpitation
Palpitation
Palpitation
Palpitation
Palpitation
Palpitation

Listen to that raspy circulation
Pulmonary pushups in your hands

Breathing has never been so blue
A taste for hobgoblin hemoglobin
Amok in grainy, ungainly,
gluttonous veins
Sailing in corruptive oxidized rivers

There was friendly autoimmune fire
Wolfish disease in the body’s moon
Biting seizures when you cut
our wrist
Scars beget deeper wounds than you

 

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