and anyway so is life

i feel as if i lack the soma
and as if my throat has been constricted
to all but
your honey.

there is nothing here.
i have forgotten the taste of your words.
and i have forgotten what it means to
drink milk correctly
without it bleaching your skin.

let us have a moment of silence for this life.
and now onto the next.

would you please remake my body?
would you please unwrite this?