When you finally get my heart in your claws
before the blood cools,
I want you to swallow it.
Swallow it whole
and choke on it.

I hated where I was buried
I kept trying to dig my way back out

I chased fleeting glimpses of dreams
Picking my way through plumage
With man-made wings of wax and feathers
I cast myself from a cliff
I flew for a moment

But was left with broken bones.

What is love but
Belonging
He is my village

Oh if only
I could spend every day
Here in this tiny room
Pleasantly sleepy
With you
Hogging my pillow
Hogging my blanket
And hogging my heart
Purring