When I look at myself
It's only a skeleton
Wrapped in a skin and muscle plaque
Dissolving itself invisibly to naked eyes
In sulfuric acid.
My dear lungs
Hanging on as they can
Hoping I don't hang myself
And throw away this incredible
survival work.
My eyes always down down down
I can laugh but they won't
Even if I tried so fucking hard
My heart
A peeled boiled tomato
Fingernail scratched
I can see my tomato blood
stuck in your middle finger.
Nevertheless, I care about me.
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