HOMYGAWD
Your ears are burning
And I can smell the flesh

I never expected you to leave
But you never wanted what's best

There's comfort in silence
And comfort with your body

Back to flesh
And burning
We are
On fire

And I've never been hungrier for red
Meat me in the middle
And I'll meat you south

I've never been one for letting out ***** laundry
(**** lingerie)
But here we go, and there we were

And here I am
Searching for something else
Grasping at straws
And praying for a better way
Or the way that's most proper

You've made a monster