the gravity of my insides

everything falls from me,
coins into a waterless abyss.

words fall as anchors,
hair cords as lifelines
that i cannot grasp
(my arms have also slipped away).

i am floating, weighed down
by the gravity of my insides
which also betray me
by exiting with my breath.

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