Anatomy of Rejection

she will look
into your eyes
and cut your soul
into slices of pain -

one shaped like the space
between heaven
and the mind of a madman

another that tastes 
like gods puking orders
of rum and blood and time

and another that looks
like the spittle of
a broken chord
in an incomplete orchestra of confusion -

and you will learn
the narrative of the body, 
the art of piecing the soul


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