for the words I’ll never pronounce

I’ll scrub my skin until it bleeds

to ruin me like I ruined my mother’s body,

like I’ll ruin my lover’s life

with the lies I lay in disguise

for what I cannot say I cannot tell;

I can only let my body bleed through every cell

’til I sculpt it into an echoing knell.

 

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