I never want to be touched again
not by you, not by maggots eating my corpse
but they do and you do. I am swallowed

like a jewel or the tiny voice that tells girls
to do bad things. Shimmering, my lilac eyelids
open and shut, separate and find each other again

but it will never be like the first time,
the best time. I can never feel death more than
once. I want everyone to **** me but I want

nobody to touch me again.