every
inch of you is cursing me -
from
your cunt to your needing hands.
press
your finger in the wound.
let it
dip deeper.
force me
to like it.
give me
your thrusting death.
open up
the
scar.
and I’ll
cough out my lust for you –
one last
time
is it
what you intended?
when you
came to me.
when you
came to so many others.
when you
fuck away what I care.
your
smile is sickness
only the
beginning of disease.
it rapes
away what little I had.
gives me
hope,
lets me
die slowly.
you’re
my special monster.
you know
just where my fears hide.
I gave
you too much.
you took
those moments with you
when you
left
I
screamed
but now
my voice is ashen and discharged.
solitary
is the life you gave me.
I could
never open too far
for fear
of letting you in
for showing
you the place I bleed.
it took
everything not to
hurting
you is something
I never
wanted.
please
give back what you took
you
can’t use it anyway.
it’s
something I need to live.
I can’t
breathe without it.
I know
your mouth so well.
every
corner within where you can hide.
you only
show me the things I can handle
everything
else you keep from me.
you
bless me with care.
don’t
frighten the child.
keep him
locked up tight.
keep him
away from harm.
show him
your anger
and let
him swim in your desire.
he is
nothing without you.
he is
weakness
and his
soul has nowhere to go if you leave.
wrap up
the boy in blankets
made of
your past.
nurture
him and keep him always.
for he
is sick
and is
made for suffering.
give him
the things God cannot.
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