Intususseption

The day it came to this

My insides twisted

Heartless torsion of panicked walls

Kinking intestinal fortitude

Powerless in pain

Sounds within presage

The chaos in my mind and gut

That comes from hurting you

Hurts me more than you

The cliché that rings true

In unfairness shared between us

In cruel obstruction

The detente that establishes

Patency for the bile, yellow and black

To pass unhindered away from us

Reaffirms forgiving laxity