x-ray

scan the cabinets for

low calorie, low fat treats

find the no name brand

of ketchup chips and fruit gushers

fill the gap

fill the empty space in your gut.

where the floor creaks as you tip toe

quietly at one in the morning

as night wanders off

looking for sunlight

the love he could not keep in his hands.

seed of pain

kept hidden like the poems

i wouldn’t let my mother read.

Rush to control the mess you’ve made of yourself.

Run to the bathroom

your knees cold on the uncarpeted

unclear floor

run the tap so they do not hear this noise

that will erupt like violent storms.

scan the room:

their eyes look deeper and deeper

gnawing with judgement

pouring out into the living room

of dark green painted walls and fatal fears.

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