Dead skin



callously smooth
this runs all the way through
rottenly warm I grab a spoon

rubbing it all over like calimine lotion
I willll sleep awake
I will run in place

I will request pie in my face
my heart is not ready
I do not want to soar

Ill eat the salty bacon
nourishment no more

after Im done running
it will be dust to drink
no water for me

Ill bodybuild with pencil weights
gain muscle by lying on the floor

Im dead weight
with stamina like the golden gate

I cheated on that puzzle
keywords make me not poor

This is how my heart feels
not caring that it needs you
like warmth from the sun

so wake me Lord
resuscitate the perfectly late
don't leave me alone with me my date
rescue this lopsided boat

callous hangnail and unfortunate dead skin