What ever this means

by Georghina lolabelle jewett

Feeling a giant hole.
Impregnating my alien stomach.
It goes up and down my bones.
I go off a tangent.
Rolling off my shoulders, I am shaken by your presence.
I am looking around searchingly for something, maybe nothing.

I'd consume dragonflies and pumpkins.

whatever...whatever... whatever..grr

Raining like a horror movie.
Coffee stuff and stomach aches.
Raining on black clothing.
Drenching my scalp with acid.

Gutter puddles morphing with cigarette butts.
Gutter trash and Gutter feelings seeping in my skin.

Like a wet rat, sucking on grime in a dry corner.

I am content.