i’ve started noticing 
my body can’t hold it all, 
it is crawling out of my skin 
every time i open my mouth,
all these hundreds of dead bugs 
and i need some relief 

because i feel this disconnect
i feel this sourness, an unforgiving citrus
on my lips, a burden in 
the palms of my hands

i am covering my body 
with sheets and towels, 
hiding from my intense dreams
and from you pushing away

its almost like we are moving,
realizing we are on the fast downhill
to destroying me 

NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo Day 20: Write a poem that “talks.” “Try to write a poem grounded in language as it is spoken”

Soooo, I wrote a poem made of lines from text message conversations.

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