you want to get to know him, honey

Haniya Cheema

you want to get to know him, honey?
stick your finger in his mouth.
scrape away at those graphite lips and see what they’ve
written.
let their sick shit fall to the floor like piles of ash. you’ll find miles of burnt bridges and tires and cars, those gasoline-mouthed fiends, they burn it all.
sift through each yellow tooth for a piece of gold and tap those bark gums for tree sap.
draw any semblance of sweet from the rotten.
search until he’s slack-jawed.
be relentless, woman. until he hangs open like a crucifixion, each lip ripped and peeled, nailed back, torn open,
until he bleeds underneath your nails.
you want to get to know him, and
I mean, really get to know him?
stick your finger in his mouth, and see if he bites.

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