to rip me out, rip me off, rip me up
even with your eyes closed.
Your fingertips alone
can gouge me inside out
like cutting a steam slit
in the sealed plastic.
I’m leaking away already
just from the pressure.
Your spit can be as damaging
as acid, dissolving my skin
rendering me helpless, defenseless
No potion for your poison
No cure for this disease.
I’m being eaten away
and that’s what I’ve been
yearning for all along.
Just try to be gentle in the process
that makes me yours
all yours.
11/10/10
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