it was a layer of zinc i acquired
willfuly
caked deep
down into the skin
until
i was a different me.
as if in every cell
this my sick white fought
with your fairy coin.
so that when i creamed
sound
it glinted lamp-gold--
that is,
a glittering expulsion.
posessed:
your
fist.
reposessed:
my dirt
is
zinc caked nail-thick,
zinc in the vein,
poison, yes,
poison.
sweet poison.