Grotesque

healing is
grotesque
blood and bile
mucus and grime
it grips you, shakes you
like the unmistakable howl
of a forgotten dog
nothing is the same
everything has become
black and white
mochas
and cigarettes
by the time I see you again
my stomach lining will
have been stripped to nothing

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