eating light bulbs, crunching thin glass between my teeth
the light going dark as i bite down
false light in the dim dining room
the musty smell of old food, stale cigarettes
i spit blood into the kitchen sink
my nose burns with the taste of metal
a bulb pops and echoes in my throat
the wind throws the gate against its hinges behind the front door
the light going dark as i bite down
false light in the dim dining room
the musty smell of old food, stale cigarettes
i spit blood into the kitchen sink
my nose burns with the taste of metal
a bulb pops and echoes in my throat
the wind throws the gate against its hinges behind the front door
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