B is for Blue Balloons.
For Breaking Bones, Bloated Bodies,
and Ballerinas.
Breathing in sharply, I can't help
But feel the sudden ache in my left
Breast. I imagine my heart
Blistering, Black Blood collects in the sacs of pus like
Bells of hell. And,
Bruised, Bleeding, Between Breaths,
I
Blacked out.
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