I cannot stomach

another black body


I’ve still got ten names

on my tongue from the last time

Or last night



Each one coats my throat




Hard to swallow  

a person whole

via video

Their bones still stuck in my gums

Scatter every street I walk

Maybe it’s my mind playing tricks on me

maybe it’s insanity

but no one seems to see

the blood on my teeth

The shot in my walk



They ask me how i am



only room for


in response

no space for black

nowhere to fit their names

No place store the pain except my chest





sift like




S  l  o  w  l  y


settling someplace in the




caves of my stomach