"The Deep Part" by Steven Ray Smith
The Deep Part
Now and then it blurts pure pith.
You could pet it
if it were not lodged beneath the Coracoid process,
its favorite place to hide.
You’d like to divorce it.
You feel it lingering beneath the bones, itchy
like a kernel in the esophagus.
You would divorce it
but it knows no one else.
Unlike the very best or the very worst friend,
it will itch you to the end.
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