this is how/ 
i cut/ myself
with a spoon/ the edge dipped
into wrist/ where everyone starts/
im ice cream/ im sherbet/ pink
& i eat/ 
& there's flavor/
like cut finger nails / & metal.
a chewing gum/ named
"aluminum." spoonful 
by spoonful/ behind
a locked door/ where 
i like to eat/ everything/
& there's nothing left/
for you. i want someone/  
to love me/ so hard that
i don't come back/ here
& stare / at the sharp hems 
of spoons. oh dixie cup/
i devour/ alone so /
you don't/ get to see/
what face i make/ with each
cool slip/ of silver
into skin/ pint after pint/
i cut/ myself/ 
with spoons/
delicious/ melt/ 
a whole drawer/ of options 
for ways to/ make
this body/ i want to/
love/ someone /
who lives like
i do/ spoons/ 
in backpacks/ lodged
in their bones/ surgical
tools/ a memory 
of a boy holding/
a spoon/ over my/ mouth
like a bowl/
don't/ stir/ me