Humanity

this sickness tastes like hunger
for words left unsaid,
aching
on my sorry tongue, souring
my breath
I am a calamity
I am damaged
I taste of brokeness, and reek
of devastation
nobody.
fucking.
cares.
watch from your windowpanes
with your greedy smiles and piercing
indifference
as I am gutted.
close the shutters,
lock the doors,
and leave me to
bleed out