Sewn Shut

I knew a boy
who shot needles
with his tongue
and he didn’t even know

until another boy
caught one in the eye
and the first boy
saw the red, wet face
shriveled in sadness

so he sewed his mouth shut.

The needles piled up
and with nowhere to go
poked holes in his insides

and the boy deflated
into a soft pile on the floor
where he spent
the rest of his days
underfoot

as a throw rug.

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