ulcers

we built an ulcer where your

stomach was,

Whatever we taste and tarnish

what we imprint with the tips of our fingers

what our eyes soil with our gaze

we wash clean with silence,

because silence is potent enough to bleach

bones whiter,

washes away all want or straining.

Your body loses all memory of our faces

and all the cold hunger we left on your skin

goes away.