diminishing me


the heel of your shoe

beneath my chin

it rests, smothering

all joy within

and choking the breath

containing my sin,

or so called,

by the unrest

who with lonely lungs

and cavernous chests

make a home

beneath my breast

crushing my organs

and distorting my DNA

taking it all away

even before I can say

that I fell in love

with a girl yesterday


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