my mouth swollen
my own flesh, thick in the back of my throat
like two hard boiled eggs
except the yoke is still raw and rotten
the eggs burst open
the flesh pockets
blood spews
my mouth swells back, throbbing
i can barely breath
i am flat on my back
ripping at the sides of the bed
clenching the sheets to lift myself up
my head spins heavy
finally i am able to throw myself forward
i see you lying there
deft to my agony
i try yelling to you
i am not heard
tears run down my face
my raw puffy face
you roll to your side in a drunken daze
your eyes flutter open
but you don't see me
you smile and laugh
and mutter some made-up language
i wake up to a foot in the face
and that same smile and laugh and made-up language
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