huge neon letters:
RECOVERY GUARANTEED
how long have you been bloodletting?
two decades isn’t enough time to trigger a chemical reaction.
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I am an ecosystem of anxieties
dirty fingers pry open lungs and plant heathers in the capillaries. hang heavy in chest, act as tinder for the fire that sparks in your stomach. burns your esophagus. warms the nevermindster that sleeps in your trachea.
an army hidden under skin. Political Agendas fearmongering determine their deployment. sever the nerves to make room for a thicker epidermis. you can’t hurt us if we’re already dead.
deep water fish whisper in your inner ear. speak in numbers and statistics. doubt manifests behind your eyes and makes logic subjective. makes you choke on the scent of comfort.
validated by shipwrecks and cinderblocks. never left alone. air bubbles surface in your drinking water.
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at the beach, early footsteps are left behind in black sand.
was it always tar?
blissful childhood plagued with the forgotten fear.
the first responders will know what to do
the ocean thirsts for your return. she kisses your toes and dances at your ankles. as you wade into her belly, she holds you closer than any lover. the ocean does not age, and neither do you.
As her current pulls you further, the land runs from you until it’s hidden, and all you know is her body embracing you.
tighter
too tight
smothering
your body is overrun with heathers and soldiers and deep sea fish. they weigh you down. too heavy to keep afloat, even with all the bloodletting you’ve done. sink to the bottom of this unremarkable fishbowl.
you are home to a thousand and one menace hitchhikers. they rot you from the inside out. collapse in on yourself under the ocean's extreme pressure. you are crushed by the deep dark sea. turned to dust that floats on the water's surface.
just rest now