- my body takes no prisoners but myself
- wire-built ribcages and incandescent veins
- glowing like reflective panels
- my body takes no prisoners but it takes refugees
- takes the needy, the cold, parting the flesh of my abdomen and
- allowing the build-up to weigh heavy like rocks inside my groin
- shelter doesn't count only for it benefits someone other than myself
- fingerprints against my lower intestines, mugs on the desk, newspapers i don't read
- a dark bedspread i save for the most special of occasions
- which have since become regular occasions
- monday, tuesday, wednesday
- my body takes no prisoners
- it doesn't have the room
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