— STOMACH —

Red and white snakes

Hungry.

Reaching for something they can easily reach

After all,

I’m making it way too fucking easy for them

To grow and evolve and conquer my skin as it

makes way for all the sustenance I could do without.

Vine-like, only getting sturdier and more prominent as days, months pass

Reds turn to whites, acclimating to the swelling core of my body

A constant reminder of the lack of shape

Lack of perfection

But still unique, I guess.