implosions

the whale ate my hunger
and now i'm a ghost,
pills setting off bombs
in the mine of my body
turning my blood toxic
and bursting the shafts
into a precarious spin.

i'll live in the spaces between
the walls without you
and pretend the stairs don't exist.

you're a tunnel behind my eyes
and it is starting to block my vision
between breaths and false eyelashes
-
sweat is not sweet and i'd like
you to stop
breathing
on
me.

lamb's nectar,
couldn't you tell me which road?
the signs are read backwards and i might be going blind today.
crowned with my own broken chair
i take the graveled road spelling east.

i might be beautiful today.

the pills you've eaten
don't really love you
and they do abhor tracing the
train tracks on the inside
of your hollow throat
they're lonely,
can't you see?

-

the whale left me in the
stomach of the ocean
and i can't swim with
the explosive
pills lathering me
inside out

.