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[bitchy_merlin]

these black things

circling my wrists

stemming from my veins and pouring out, catching under my nails

these black things crusting on my wrists, grinding against my hips

snatching at my ankles, deep down

where nobody sees

these black things

flaking off my wrists

tangling under my nails, scrape them off scrape them off

these black things floating like ash

down into the trash can, hide, hide

so no one finds you.

these black things sticking to my wrists

though i try to scrape them off

they turn alarmist red

and scrawl their savage histories on me

until my skin is red and

all the world can see what i have done