YOU RIPPED MY HEART FROM MY CHEST IN EXCHANGE FOR SOMETHING THAT TASTES LIKE THE BLOOD THAT SPILLED FROM MY ARTERIES/I CAN SEE THROUGH YOUR PRETTY HONEY LIES/WHEN YOU TRY TO HIDE THE DEAD ROSE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE BOUQUET/WHEN YOU SWIM IN THE SALT WATERS OF MY TEARS AND PRETEND YOU NEVER SAW ME DROWNING IN THE TIDES/THE PRETTY WORDS YOU WHISPER
TO ME WITH INK DRIPPING FROM THOSE ROSEATE LIPS, POOLING IN THE HOLLOWS OF MY COLLARBONES/
MY DEAR DID YOU NOT ONCE THINK I WOULD NOTICE HOW YOUR HAND FELT UPON MINE RIGHT AFTER YOU HELD THE HAND OF ANOTHER/OR HOW YOUR LIPS LOOKED HEAT-RIMMED AFTER YOU KISSED SOMEONE ELSES SOUL/MEUS AMOR I BELIEVED YOU WHEN YOU TOLD ME YOU LOVED ME EVEN AFTER YOU TUGGED EACH PEARL BONE THROUGH MY SALMON FLESH AND WATCHED ME SHATTER/YOUR STRAWBERRY TONGUE IS GRAZING MY TEETH AND IT FEELS SO BLISSFULLY SWEET THOUGH I KNOW MY INSIDES ARE DECAYING/AND I KNOW THAT TONIGHT I WILL LAY ON TOP OF SILK SHEETS PRAYING YOU'D CHANGE/AND TOMORROW THE MORNING WILL FROWN UPON ME FOR BEING SO IGNORANT.
