there is little pain
in the bleeding
but the breaking pain
is a melody of stars
like tasting desperation
and being soothed
in the crushing embrace
of familiar negatives.

I am… frighteningly aware
of the consequences
and the lack of concern
sitting on my tongue
like bitter ashes
in a long time gone

it’s a sweet familiar taste now
I am numb.

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