𝔄 𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪: 𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔯𝔰, 𝔈𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔩 ℭ𝔞𝔦𝔫
I feel my coat of corium grow freezing,
a soft flurry encasing me.
I should've just said "hi" and moved on.
I should've just complimented your pickup truck.
Freezer bride,
a sweet, divine lover.
You're so handsome as you walk to me,
for only me, as I am yours.
I am no longer mine.
I tried to be good.
Am I no good?
Am I good?
Do I taste good?
I am no longer me,
but a splatter-blood polaroid,
temporarily used for evidence.
All I wanted was to be yours.
Can I be yours?
Am I yours?
Just tell me I'm yours.
In your attic,
you watched me,
losing connection from this reality.
We made love with the eye contact of loss.
It hurt, but it was euphoric, strangely.
You're so handsome,
pulling me out of this icebox,
just for me,
all for me.
Crouch on your hind legs
like the ravenous animal you are,
and feast on my former flesh-my former capsule.
Rip the supple meat off my thigh-bones
and indulge in the nutrition you finally acquired.
Greedily munch on me,
a replication of smoked bovine hide.
You're so handsome when I'm all over your mouth.
I tried to be good.
Am I finally good?
Do I taste good?
Are you lying?
Am I yours?
I'm yours.
Just let me be yours.
Am I making you feel sick?
Am I making you feel sick?
Are you sick with the heavy guilt
of hurting, playing, killing, and eating a poor girl
you randomly met on the Texas thoroughfare?
Or is it me?
Am I no good?
Am I really no good?
Am I a disgusting meat-sack of a girl?
Did I grant you a freezer bite?
Did you chip a tooth on this
frozen, chilled body?
Am I making you feel sick?
Momma, are you there?
Momma, I wish I were here to talk to you.
I never blamed you for loving me
in your own ways.
Daddy, you're a rotten man.
But if it's meant to be,
then it'll be.
I can finally put this all to rest.
I forgive it all as it comes back to me.
You were all torn apart.
I'd still wait for you
wherever where.
Don't think about all this,
or you'll become a restless insomniac.
Don't worry about these green-eyes sleeping
and this girl's "I love you's."
Momma, just know I love you.
Always have, always will.
I'll see you all when you finally reach
this plane of existence.
