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Shelby Radloff Oct 2012
Take your heavy hand
And reach into my chest.
Break the skin
And tear my ribs apart.
When you find my heart,
Don’t stop.
Dig your fingertips into
The deepest ventricle
And pull to the surface
All my insecurities.
Every
Single
One.
Leave none behind
As it will not be able
To fester
Like the others;
As it will not be able to
Turn my eyes
Black
To the world;
As it will not be able to
Spark the fire
That needs to
Burn
My
Flesh
So that you may
Feed.
So that you may feed
Off my fallen tears
And the contaminated blood
That peaks your arousal.
And when you are full,
Toss my body aside
With no “thank you”
On your tongue
And move on
To the next.
But before you go,
Know,
That I would do it
All over again.

— The End —