Funny —

how we both set our hands out to be licked by such
flames just to burn the rest of our limbs
and the entirety of our carcasses.

how we forget that our heads are still in tact
and so we both let them blacken
and crumble just enough to fuel the fire.

how they see us, as if the burns weren’t real
and that the exposed flesh didn’t
sting as the cruel, cold air makes a direct hit.

how the lights blink back to let you know that the
bandages need to be changed. One
doesn’t give up for once; the other lets go.

how it seems it’s managing to heal alone
when in truth it’s eating itself
under false pretenses of getting better.


— funny.


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