Bleed at a typwriter

"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."
- Ernest Hemingway
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stay
what i give
you cannot take
keep it here
near the start
so i can watch
and keep it safe
with you


Disconnect
What Skin wants
and science says
split a center seam,
jagged between rib cages.
Space between organs fills
with independant Desires,
dancing around cells.
Wishes like flowers
burst gently-
soft blooms next to worn bone.
From the belly Dreams push through:
threading, stitching, tying,
suturing her hemispheres together.