Poem: Swallow You Whole

They say–

Who says? Who is they?

I don’t know who they is? He just told me they. Am I supposed to know who they are?


How am I supposed to know who they are when they don’t know I exist?

You’re supposed to consider the source.

It was the hottest day of the year.

How do you know that?

The phone told me.

The app on your phone? You don’t watch the weatherman, anymore?

Not only men tell you what the weather is going to be.

You know what I meant. It was a generalization.

That’s a shitty generalization. Surprising, given your age.

I don’t how to respond to that–

Your remaining silence is not enough.

Wait. Are you serious?

The sun was supposed to be behind the clouds 50% of the time. It’s not as you can see.

Don’t go, not on account of the sun.

I’ve gotten enough vitamin D. My mouth is now dry from thirst.

I want to know more. If you leave, I will bite the corners of my nails until they bleed.

That is not my problem, is it?

I guess not.

No guessing. It’s a hard no.

Some people claim if you stay quiet for hours, you will turn into a different person.

Again, which people?

There will be a part of you that turns stronger and more purified. You will become a better you.

That sounds like a lie.

I’m not the gullible village idiot. I’m here because I want to be here.

Me too.

You can leave whenever you want to!

I know.

The last rocks have been cast aside. The hands are brittle.

I need to stand up.

Then, I will sit down.

You will keep talking about more, that nonsense.

There is a lot more to say on a full stomach.

You should ask them to fill your emptiness.

Maybe, I will.

You have much to learn before I swallow you whole.

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