“i think i swallowed a star.” it turned my veins to dust. my head hurts like fire/embers/charcoal. i remember the constellations in the sky. the smoke from the barbecue next door.
i think i swallowed a fly. my mouth tastes like iron. like ive been chewing quarters. my throat burns with poems/lyrics/good mornings i never told. i remember the way it bit me, inside and out. the way it itched.
i think i swallowed a cigarette. my hands began to shake. i always hated the nicotine buzz/burn/pull. i remember the way she bought them in bulk. the smoke made my eyes water.
i think i swallowed someone elses heart. ive got to many memories in my head. too many anecdotes to ever form a full story. i dont remember much/anything/nothing. i shouldve kept my mouth shut.