Regurgitation
I throw you up.
Your words taste like metal,
in my mouth.
You were too small minded,
and it made me ill as fuck.
Everything bad that has been said
or has been done
I throw it up
everyday-
hoping-
that someone’s words will finally make me
not vomit.
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When the body says no….
Whoo
Try Neruda