Eggplant leather Skin beaten With tiny tenderizers Dandelion Liver spots Hole-punched arms Hole-punched heart Fabricated feelings...

Cough back That bad taste Lying frozen On a brick floor Screams evaporate Into fog No Thudding Beat Blood boils In broken bagpipe veins...

You know that feeling you get when you realize there is a clock ticking in a room? All the other sounds in your head have been muted, and...