His sweat smells like sweet sludge and when he opens me, I break like tree bark.
"To pierce," He said, "What beauty."
To hurt the part of me that glowed.
As his hand follows my curves, I choke back the vomit.
When he ripped my skin, tidy he placed the maggots on the wound, only caring that I would heal properly.
I laid back in anguish, and licked myself clean.
Foot to brain.
"To pierce," He said, "What beauty."
To hurt the part of me that glowed.
As his hand follows my curves, I choke back the vomit.
When he ripped my skin, tidy he placed the maggots on the wound, only caring that I would heal properly.
I laid back in anguish, and licked myself clean.
Foot to brain.