The Lust and Other Pages

 
I saw your alter ego  
she was so delicious
I ate her metaphoric suicide with my jelly and toast
 
Anger peaks within me how dare you?
 
Keeping yourself hidden ensconced in safety
while my soul bleeds
I confess my sins to your macabre sin
 
You pick the bits of me as trophies
a smile here, honesties there
You let me fall in love
even encouraged it
 
I sulk in the background  
while you were in ten deep in some whore
pulsing your appreciations for my vulnerable blush
in her deep seeded need
 
I drink your darkness
I fed your ego
I caress your brow
 
I ache in the sun knowing she shines on you
and her, and her, and him
I am nothing much but my sums
perhaps nothing at all except when you fuck my bruises
leaving flowers blooming on my porcelain skin
 
Strangled love letters
A marked woman of your rage  
how dare I speak
 
Inside my need I rise
and yes darling I feed  
enough to make even you blanch at the gore