coleman is…

coleman is

using his
right thumb
to pick a
scab on his
left arm
down near
the wrist
he is
working
his thumb
nail to cut
the dried
part away
from the
rest of
the skin
& when
the only
thing left
holding it
is the
blood he
peels the
scab off
the wound
whole &
pops it
into his
mouth sez
can i have
the scab
on yr
little finger
if yr not
going to
eat it

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