drum a steady beat against my chest
hard like you do when you chant for foodfoodfood
a fork and knife knotted in your fingers
crack my bones with two hands
as if they were glowsticks
shedding splinters of light that dance in the dark
dig through that mess of organs and clutch my heart
like you'd pick an apple
be careful of the worms inside
now hit it hard with the heel of your hand
it's choking on its own veins and chambers
bruise it until it pounds again
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