My Carcass, My Carcass

I can't describe to you the pit in my stomach that's been overstaying its rent

But I guess I'm not alone in that.

Because, think, how accurate of a description to describe the feeling?

Someone surely must have felt this exact same way to come up with such a phrase

It is so perfect, a pit is bottomless, it's dark,

Sucking in horrors and leaving the host trembling

But this currency is a bit off, for nothing crazy is happening in my life in particular just now

It's so funny

For all the physical effects I feel conform to life-changing tragedy

It's all so funny

I'm like a grey space in reality

My throat shudders

Sometimes I find myself catching this breath in company

What if I lose hold on this proper l a d y

And just shout so suddenly!

The other day I came close, with a couple friends, 

Someone cracked a joke and we were all laughing normally

But then I couldn't stop 

Believe the horror in their eyes when the laugh took a dark turn and ink began tearing this face

apart

Indeed I was in class and I just could not bring myself to REMAIN SEATED

It started with a slow tapping of the leg, 

And I guess you expect that I ran out or caused a scene

But I tell you that by then it was too late

My body had withered without sunlight too long

I just slumped over in my seat

It's too bad because

my carcass,

my carcass