Viscera

Guilt runs through the veins of my body like a systemic poison designed to destroy me.

It finds a place to lodge in every organ.

in my heart, a special and designated place where it finds soulmate friends, fear and disdain.

In my lungs it diffusely lingers, drawing in each breath to allow fuel the smoke where there is no fire.

My insides it turns out, my innards for myself to see in the cold hard light of ‘why’. You did it, you should have, you could have, why not?

My guilt, visceral, as confident as my veins are that my heart is their destination.

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