Birds of Candida

Choked up
Slow down

They made a home in the crawlspace
Between my throat and my head
Now I've become
The landlord of a birdhouse
With my mouth as their nest

Can't swallow anything
With a tongue and teeth full of twigs
My pride just gets stuck
In a lump in my throat
Until I regurgitate

The same lie everyday
This is fine

I'm pacing the kitchen sink
At four in the morning
Downing antacids and cream
To soothe their stabbing beaks
The birds of candida are
Spreading out their wings
The birds of candida all
Flock to my body
And destroy everything

Chewing up all your food
To spit it back on my plate
Lungs so full of feathers
My chest is a pillowcase

You can rest your
Head on to sleep
You know I'll be awake
Stomach inverting
Picking worms out from my teeth
I guess it's a myth
Birds explode with aspirin
I feel no improvement
Useless
Stuck in this loop every night

I'm pacing the kitchen sink
At four in the morning
Downing antacids and cream
To soothe their stabbing beaks
The birds of candida are
Trying to kill me
The birds of candida are



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Writer(s): Stephen Wack
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