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anatomical dissection: brain

what hurts more,

remembering to forget

or forgetting to remember?

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you count all the wins

and all the pyrrhic losses

that take your victories under

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what hurts more,

the scars on your shoulders

or the scars inside your mind?

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invisible to the naked eye

but a succumbing force that

makes you lose what you’ll find

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what hurts more,

staying for the sake of leaving

or living for the sake of staying?

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lock the pain up in your room

and hope this house burns down

with you still trapped inside, crying

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what hurts more,

all the words that they said

or the words you never spoke?

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sticks and stones don’t break bones

but splints and cement puts them back

quietly mending what you always broke

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what hurts more,

knowing too much of everything

or drowning in your own ignorance?

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scourge for knowledge, miss for bliss

drain the oceans and fill up the abyss

self-hatred fighting your self-defiance

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what hurts more,

this cold logical ideology

or the lying sentimental truth?

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it’s a constant push and pull

of devastating dreams and riled reality

inspiring like the rabbit inspires the wolf

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what hurts more,

overthinking things again

or not thinking about it at all?

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anatomical dissection: chest

damaged boy, don’t let it show

hide your marks, don’t let them know

a mirror naked, undress your heart

pretend that you’re a work of art

damaged boy, why don’t you go help?

instead of trying to save yourself?

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anatomical dissection: eyes

what do i see

that others don’t?

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arrogant humanity

that gives nor wants

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what do i see

that others won’t?

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the inside of me

that takes all it wants.

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anatomical dissection: feet

i don’t want

to walk endless

stretches of miles

for a destination

that doesn’t exist.

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anatomical dissection: bones

when i was a kid

i broke my left arm

when i climbed up

on our neigbour’s

backyard oak tree

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and when i grew up

a scar grew with me

it climbed up when i

fell down and spread

to the rest of my body.

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anatomical dissection: neck

the rope

that pulled

me back

was the rope

that made

me choke

i’d love to steal

the show, but

i can’t sing

with these

puppet strings

around my throat.

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anatomical dissection: legs

frustrated red nails

dragged down soft thighs

leaving redder marks

overlapping with older lines

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red tresses torn apart

like the skin that once flays

leave red-shame faces

murdering a less-violent display.

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anatomical dissection: heart

“i’ll find someone

to love me”

she whispered

as she fell

“i’ll find someone

to love me,

to love me in hell.”

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anatomical dissection: nerves

they love bruises

like crushed plums

and gaping slits

like cranberry juice

and they love to

paint the sky with it

because they think

it’s so bloody beautiful

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with tortured grins

and metal instruments

and a blindfold to the

eyes of the ignorant

sickening voices coo

“this won’t hurt at all”

while making sure that

the pain lasts an eternity.

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anatomical dissection: ears

the very ends of my

threads are frayed

and my earphones

tangle up and unravel

as i intertwine them on

my fingers and press play

i’m going deaf from

listening to too much

of this earsplitting music

but it’s the only thing

that can shut out the

noise of this world and

the noise in my mind.

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