hamfist slabs of raw cheddar hanging down the sides of my cheeks puff like chipmunks'
gutrot face bluematter disappearing heart breathing fire sleeping like a hot air balloon
disappearing killing my soul-friend losing my day of sun missing the afternoon waiting for
the night lost black it's like i've died and never returned it's like i've lost my hair fingers
with crooked teeth and dry lips face burned like hot dog bun i fall to the floor
i crawl on the rich carpet i twist and awaken families disappear friends barely
matter
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