chewing through your
corn filled shit,
I broke my wrist
fisting my way out
of the annals of
your deceits
I broke my leg
running in concentric
circles, falling
over those thin, low-lying
trip-cables you see
in heist movies that
may or may not actually exist.
I broke my neck
sticking it out of
a fast moving train car.
I didn’t see that brick
barrier coming so fucking fast.
I broke my arm
weaving webs of lies
to escape the ones
you trapped me in
But I won’t break
my heart for you,
and I wont’ break
my balls for you.
Those I’ll save to break
myself, when I’m tired
of using them
for my own
selfish pleasures.
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