The danger comes from the inside (poem)

~written in one of dissociation-like episodes,  I don’t know what my own poem is about but hey~

I die from the inside out
From my stomach, appendix, cheeks
And
His words trickle down my thighs
Like holy red wine
Ivy growing from my womb to my throat
You stop smiling as I tell you
The danger comes from the inside

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