Another Skin

The best part of needles
Is how effective they can be
When you poke and jab and shove and break them up
Into yourself

Static feeling
Metal invoked with aging crispy rust
The kind that gets in your blue veins
Sickens them so you drop
Onto bladed glass

Mow the glass, honey
She said
And she helped me put gas in the tank
Closed the tank with a grenade
When I realised the gas was in me
And I felt safe and warm and protected
Because she helped me
Because she did it for me
Because I'm fire wrapped in water
And I burn through the ground