the air hangs heavy between us since your little bitch fit.
my anger knows no bounds.
i threaten you in my head, empty threats.
I’ll leave you! i will! I say to myself
As i grill some chicken breasts on the BBQ
I can’t get over how much their flesh resembles my own
i am grilling myself over these flames
Some women eat their own placentas
I would rather chew off my own hand than stay here