feels like eating a ball of sticky rice and it won't dissolve

pushing back into your stomach

pulling at your insides until it's all stuck together

glue of a thousand thoughts that you allowed yourself to think

stuck together

unrecognizable

putting blood back into your veins

but it's cool to the touch

and you don't know if it's worse to leave the pain raw

or to pull thepoison back inside

a plague within the city

and an enemy outside