Barb wires
that I've swallowed
turn into wisps
of jagged filaments
decorating the peripheral
insides of my throat
cresting like waves
serrating
the thin zone
of tender flesh
in haphazard motions
of a saw toothed comb
dragging along
in cacophonous channels
like fleshy walls
rubbed avidly
with fistfuls of sand
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