My insides are out,
my teeth were chipped
these intestines are empty and they’re devouring me
I’m enveloped by tangled veins overdosed on caffeine,
Strangling. Suffocating.
I desire to smoke now,
for I crave its toxic softness to free my lungs from the cage
I desire the solemnity of the sky
How long have I been waiting to lay there,
for my flesh to fill the gaps in the stars
for my soul to seal the craters of the moon?
I desire that chunk of
somber cloud—
that coffin hovering in the sky
for I crave a rest now

© Image from Brooke Shaden Photography

46 Replies to “MY INSIDES ARE OUT

  1. loveeee the words you use. I adore when poets utilise our bodily functions to express feelings… it is totally on point. It is my style too! Well done!

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  3. Dark indeed
    Let those lungs break free from their cage
    Not with the kiss of a cigar, but the caress of a page
    Those intestines may devour
    For they have no place to cower
    Caffeine is but a substitute
    Let not it make you its destitute
    Tame thy hunger
    Chain your rage
    You’ll turn into a mortal sage
    Embrace your inner stranger

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