When is Enough, not Enough



When is Enough, not Enough

my wrist has disappeared
into a line of blood

it took seconds for the pain
to slide reptilian

slim like the strapped
on weight not wanted
by my love

his neck was cold
his bulging knuckles
slapped my thighs

while I ran to the temple
of my next chocolate
milk-shake
& double Whopper

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