Thursday, January 11, 2024

what you do

Looking at my own tooth in my own hand 
-A thing where it should not be-
On a night when I happen to be home alone
With no one to scream the shock to

Means whispering oh my god oh my god
Quietly
Staring at the small piece of glass
Then rushing to see the gaping hole where it used to be
Wondering when, exactly,
It stopped being me.