Aphenphosmphobia

Aphenphosmphobia- fear of being touched

Spare skin for sale by gaunt fingers
Closely, I feel your breathe, breathing down my neck
Gaping at the holes in my body,
when the stench is too much to take
The stench of you, and your
clandestine corners
A late night show, I would've been happy to miss


I purge anxiety and unwanted flesh from
bones that have never belonged to me, nor you

But I resonate, impure complications and musty organs
Tainted by your desires and my failure to say "no"

Like a cancer, you continue to grow
Through organs I will never own