watch me get lost

where it is quiet, so quiet

and where I drown in the pit

of my own stomach

watch me listen

watch me watch

my fingers grow to roots that hold me back

that clutch my belly

and stretch the skin of my broken pieces

that tear my hair

and tremble at the base of my cold neck

watch me shudder

watch me fold to you

watch me turn my back

watch me feel

my fingers mold to the line of my spine

as I handcuff myself to my own humanity.