Love me like you would love your enemy,
Tear every fiber and sinew from my bones
Till nothing remains but broken ribs, tame
Tibia, and empty skull. Aren’t you alone?
Look into my eyes and spit, I want our
Liquids mixed. Please blind me if you can. When
I wake up I’d like not to see. Devour
My best parts in the worst way. Then,
Take all the rest; Finger nails, pinky toes—
I’ve got two. Don’t turn away; you’ve already
Begun to unbutton my dress. Don’t slow
Down. I’m sorry I brought it up. Everybody
Says I toss and turn in my sleep, but I’m
Sure you can cure me. Just one night, don’t
Leave. Leaving me here would be a crime.
I said I’d never beg again, but my bones
Ache so. He says I toss and turn—Please,
don’t go—Provide me silence, I’m pleading.
This article appears in November 2014.
