cheese breath, meaning of?

by Jonas Weaver

even my breath tastes wrong a mix

ture of swiss cheese bites and what i

imagine the smell of people must taste like,

and i hate it.

i hate it with such a burning passion but

hate is too soft of a strong word to de—

scribe

—that’s what my body is, a scribe. writ

large into a word i’d rather be written onto. cause

all i got are words on loop through skull

can’t help but wonder am i insane. then i

recall what my body functions as, a call to

dead (maybe resurrected) god(s) who i know not

how to know, a scribe written by beings or

that by which i write about being in world. but

my breath still tastes wrong and i wonder what

that could mean.

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