Another Hairy Situation
last night i woke up with a chinchilla in my throat—
its silky coat bathing in my nasal drip,
dropping a shit in the pit of my gastrointestinal tract
a turd on the loose in my fragile body!
i tried a swig of Pepto-Bismol,
but that just made me feel abysmal.
a dark abyss & lighter fluid;
i’d set myself on fire to avoid this hairy death
last night i woke up with your arm around my waist and a chinchilla in my throat
and i couldn’t help but wonder if i left my jaw loose or if you crammed the rat in.
your shallow breath on my neck, in that moment i did not care.
safe in your arms & choking on rodent hair.
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