acid burn

chewing on dead skin until my teeth erode and it hurts to grind and it hurts to pull my lips apart with my fingers

your skin is cellophane crinkling your skin is white noise and i can't hear over you beckoning with your heart and your corrosion and the little people inside your head

and it is just so dirty dirty dirty scrubbing you into my skin until it prickles raw but it doesn't bleed you don't bleed you say as you flake away layer after layer after everything and onto me i could pick all i want but it's only my blood that floods

you are a copper rod a blunt pain a blunt a bruise

and i can't cry
i can't cry