His(s)

step one
breathe in
out
sound unravels
my lungs crisp
stale crackers
down my trachea
my heart tender
not the cut
he bares his teeth
we match
a perfect pear

when did you become a vegetarian?
carrots cannot bleed
a gnashed paste
texture means nothing
power gliding
over my tongue
aftertaste residue
metallic and acrid
my eyes water

sweetly
I was slashed
Skin singed
his choice
fight fire with fire
so I did
slash back
take back build
back into this this
more than girl
bloom a little better next time

hair in my mouth
nails
bits of self
falling from my lips
the more she smiles the more slips out
pitter pattering tiles
I devour away
brown hair brown girl
filling the keratin clippings
stretch away
something beyond birth
always been tall
bones bulge
rap against skin
good for growth

no growth is wrong
swelling is better
lurch forward
convulse
bloated choking
on my own bile
spews out, acid
scalding the walls
just like-