like a razor blade in my thoughts
every time I think of you
I feel the blood fall from eyes
droplets of acid fall earthwards
the stinging blinds my way
but the hunger stays
you are the zesty peel of fruit
the foul onion who can’t be cut
without more tears
the seeds that sit in your cavities
infecting gums and staling breath
thorn in my side splinter in my thumb
thinking of you has never be so dumb.
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