Contributed by Karly O’Loughlin
I am brittle leather on the heels of his ego Versed in the intricacies of the wilderness Biting down on the lip of the beast Trying to decipher this love
Looking around for a precipice where everything aligns A pinpoint on a map that perhaps doesn’t exist
Although I too can be difficult to locate
Whether in length or in breadth Or an all consuming fullness in my belly Inside me for hours His touch devours Until I am all carcass in his den
He wanted me so clean cut like a nice steak all bloody with no excess to trim off
But I have been ripped by the mouths of wolves and I am jagged flesh rotting in a field
All I know is ravage And the tongues of savages Who wreak havoc on the rabid mouth of my despair Violate the tremors between my thighs And tell me why I am here to stay
Is it love you are looking for? Break me down to break me open Strike your vocal chords against me like a whip Don’t you know I like the taste of blood?
Love is for those who speak in code
And he is all blatancy and filter free Relishing in the antique feast laid bare at his feet