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Fishfinish ICH

Sweat under the eyeballs
head has come to a strong boil
empty pain and simmers
of the fingertips
metallic timbre

dilated hours
I lay on the food I've eaten
my face moistens the floor
second right in the crack
save this light

it burns my skin
sticks it on your floral pillow
how I've come to like pillows
a real
lover of sorts

stains on the protective white linen
of a destructive treatment
dust never crawls away
if for once it rests on and mingles with the
sweat under the eyeballs


fuck it
hurts
I'm
consumed and saturated
fuck it
hurts
I'm
blind in the brain before this lovely view.