_____________Birthday________________

when I suffocate because of the mold casted on my fetal self

strike it open

with the knife I gave you on your birthday

hold my cold hands

and spread my fingers

wipe the sweat beads forming on the rims of my lips – signifying life forming again

look at yourself in the mirror

hold me like you are holding your mold

kiss your hands and let your hands kiss you

suffocate

strike yourself open

with the knife I gave you on my birthday