Ice Cold

if my belly were full of ice
it would crack and break into shards
stabbing me promptly before melting
entirely and forming a puddle
then an ocean

when you show up
and carve a sculpture
out of my insides

one we don’t recognize

when you leave i am so thirsty
i fill my belly back up
and crystallize

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