last words
hang in the air
like a drunk ellipsis
that doesn’t know how to
let go.

you’re famished: learn to
feed yourself    first
eat the savage sadness
you drive with;
your third overdrawn
valediction between you and someone
you never really knew.
swallow your pride,
swallow your words,
eat his fucking heart out.
watch it all nest,
watch it nuzzle in your silk,
flutter in your lining,
incubate and bake
into a thousand tiny worms
squeezing from the casing and
a thousand black balloon
butterflies
are bursting from your lips
and gliding through ice
gusts of wind.

watch them hover,
watch them expand, watch them
land on the cheeks
of all the boys you kissed
hello.
watch them
*pop*
into a thousand
uninvited phrases.
    no
run down and cake their
faces like mud tears,
turn to stone,
stay pressed there.
watch them carefully
from your handmade stage.
you can feel the prickle,
their hair stand on end
from here.
watch your men,
girl.

they are starting to talk,
shiver,
watch you with
a closing distance .

“a thousand salutations”

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