i swear
you could unzip my ribs
and my chest cavity
would be hollow
except for a heart
(to pump anxiety
throughout my body)
and a stomach
(to create pain)
all around me
i feel this void
causing previously-ricocheting emotions
to spread into a whimper
as if they were never there
in the first place
organs are useful for nothing
except for causing you to scream when they quit working
and then stop when they stay that way
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written t28jun2011.
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idiography 