Sticky Sick

Sick without it
familiar sting
that is my friend
prick my skin
try and make me
whole again
ache my bones
no not again
shake with sweat
awake amen
another breath
a mess to mend
sick I cannot live
without it
every day
make hole again
piece by piece
made whole, even

sticky sick
familiar song
from my first appearance
in the womb
I sing, repeat
forget the words
sticky sick
no not again

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