Like super sized
like club
sandwich
double layered
self
four eyes split brained
fork devil tongue
scooping
nasty
out at people
like waking up
half hanging
out of your own mouth
and swollen, gory
being too big to fit
back in
a panic of being seen
like zoo limbs
like cages
every flesh beneath transparent
matters
cavities
it seems to the eye
but like rock like elephants
balancing for circus
on every motion
even words
which are featherweight
with liqueur
laurels on other peoples shoulders
and bouldering
unshifting
days later
apologies don’t have the brawn
to shift that
like the World
to be anti-gravity
and weightless
like everyone else
to be moving over and around
you
a litter
a turd
in the street
in the bed
in the inbox
like you
the physicality of brain dead
like sleep memory
like waking
remembering
a man paying you
for bursting his flesh
squeezing him like a pimple
a horror chorus
of slimy dove
a dream a dream thank fuck a dream
you realise upon pillow
exhausted
before the day
is even clothed
like strangled time
like mime
a sign-language synopsis
spat out by the brain
in ill-humored
epithets
that promises to rest
once the body
has spat out the blood
and booed
at you enough
to be finally
done
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