all gaping cavity
snap plastic around your spite to snag on pinched flesh to pull and put and shove synthetic shame, a fight of truth deep where sovereignty resides of heart
and from pretending, from hate deprecation held fast for you to break they take over the coherence of self to leave that yawning, all gaping cavity those coarse edges of memory lost
what once you could have been their touch derelict from decay, your guard nevermore whole, your being
- lyt

















