puffs of sweet fiberglass
dissolve into pink crystals
on the pinnacle of my tongue.
they fall like tickled icicles
puncturing the walls
of my abdomen.
still I consume
the addicting substance,
permitting my body
to slowly commit suicide.
dissolve into pink crystals
on the pinnacle of my tongue.
they fall like tickled icicles
puncturing the walls
of my abdomen.
still I consume
the addicting substance,
permitting my body
to slowly commit suicide.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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