soup

Season my nose
Salt my left and pepper my right
Eat me the next day
So you'll think of me

Serve me with rice
Make me your daily balanced meal
Make sure you choke on my fingernails

I don't feel like a child
I don't think I ever was one
I don't see how you smiled as you took me away

So braid my neck into a belt
Another story for your friends to tell
Cook my skin in a broth to shower in

Can I replace my throat
With one from the last week?
Make use of all the parts
You took from me

Cover me in plastic
Then keep me in your fridge
You owe me the panic
That I was pickled in

I won't make your teeth hurt
I know how your brain works
So put me in your pocket
As a snack for after her

I don't feel like a child
I don't think I ever was one
I don't see how you smiled
as you took me away

So braid my neck into a belt
Another story for your friends to tell
Cook my skin in a broth to shower in

Can I replace my throat
With one from the last week?
Make use of all the parts
You took from me



Credits
Writer(s): Sol Jeong
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