The slightest
coercion
towards destruction
I mean

a sliver

that’s all I need to come
sucking up vapors
of instigation

watch me.

Say it isn’t
so

I will drag
my weight
across
the blunt
of every presented
nail
without wincing
at the pain.

Just to say
“So”

deadening pride
because
mine is far too
dense to swallow.

It’s only become
easier
to blink away
realities rather
than catch
emotion
in the gut of
my throat.

I’ve learned
to season
elations into
a numbness
and within that
nothingness
awaits
some reward.