i push and pull at the growing mutation stuck to my bones
it clings
like dust on a wet towel, tattered
threadbare
every time it creeps through my cartilage with snaking vines,
trying to pry its way into the soft marrow,
i can\'t see
can\'t think
can\'t breathe
the pain is unbearable
the shock is overbearing
suffocating
every time it throbs in my muscle
every time it blooms and grows, shoving itself in the crevices; the folds; the slick bands of my heart chambers
every time it gnaws on my clavicles
sprouts decay on my tissue
wraps my limbs in decay
it hurts
it hurts every single time
every single cellular inch of movement
it hurts
and i just want it to stop