Whole

I would project this grey lithe poison.
Let it smoke into your gut
Till that stale waft would rot.
Instead I swallowed myself.
Veins bubbling with this sooted 
Steam.
 
I have swallowed myself.
Author's Notes/Comments: 

I am sure there was an emotion I wished to convey but those got lost in my inability to string the necessary words together.

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