Gone Girl

By Haley Guthrie

back to the psych ward

they have to visit

me undone.

kaleidoscopic suffering

spectral sanity

grisly brain bombings

pure wreckage.

conscience burns

bic-flicked flames

melt my forearm

dangerous woman

deadly.

all i see is myself

in multicolor ruin.

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