My pores seeped
Aquamarine
As i could no longer keep
it in
the internal blister had been inploded
And nothing would stop
the flowing
black bile
Pored from my ears
Puss laced from years of harboring infection
So absent of nutrients
Purpose
the opening finally uncontracted
pink lust fluid
pooled in my body
the leaky pipe fixed
the wasteful habits kicked
The grey, exhausted skin of a locus
Shed
Rolling and flaking
Revealing a vulnerable
But worthy
refreshed flushed flesh.
the body purges.
Birth sign: Gemini
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