more sugar than i realize, my heart
is mellified. you know this; you have tasted it.
when skin split at sternum i stifled a cry,
cold fingers danced across ribs
and slipped inside.
a flaying should be cause for anger.
flesh pulled back, supple bleed
but all i wanted was to be seen. to be
felt and taken from. to be worth
taking. to be called honey,
to be sweet.
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 6:43 PM UTC
more sugar than i realize, my heart
is mellified. you know this; you have tasted it.
when skin split at sternum i stifled a cry,
cold fingers danced across ribs
and slipped inside.
a flaying should be cause for anger.
flesh pulled back, supple bleed
but all i wanted was to be seen. to be
felt and taken from. to be worth
taking. to be called honey,
to be sweet.
