rainstorms

rodent teeth

secrets chewing away at me:

mice nesting among my bones,

claiming my body as their own,

gorging themselves until

half of my arm is missing.

a few long sleeves

and nobody notices the damage.

bite marks along my leg,

a missing toe,

just a flesh wound

i can still walk.

tails twisting around my ribs,

stomach acid dripping

damage wreaking damage

so hidden that even i cannot see

so maybe it does not even exist.

(it still tastes bitter.)

if you see something scurrying

behind my eyelids,

look away.