Fucking attack me
Fucking attack me.
I want your mouth against mine,
like all the oxygen in the world
has left except for what remains in my lungs.
I want your teeth and tongue on my neck,
writing a blue black sonnet
on my carotid.
Your right hand
will grip both of my own,
holding me up,
keeping me down,
as I submit in every way I can.
Your left hand is a gentle contrast,
tracing whispers on my face and ribs.
Make me forget.
Turn my world into nothing
but this heat, and this pain, and this love.
Make me forget
the outside, the front door, the hallway,
so that we are here in this bed
and we are all that exists.
Kiss me.
There.
And there.
Learn my scars and heal them
with your lips.
Make me believe I’m holy.
Make me forget.
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Originally appeared in Cacophony (2023)