You Have Killed Me (Who Is Me?) - Poem by Conor Young
Remove my splinted skull,
Oh my skull.
With its unseemly face,
With my unseemly face;
See it sprout flaxen hair
And watch my youth tear.
Follow the crevices of my leather skin,
Then tie me up and drag me in.
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