cuddle me faster
cuddle me harder
love me like you loved her
I hear you scream
love me like you mean it
you bastard
desolate -
you spit out the words
as you sit there on the stairs
actually whining, as does a dog,
which makes me cry as well
as I have never heard a human whine before,
something primaeval, strange,
somehow prehistoric, of the wild,
just like an animal
& rocking back & forth gently
comforting yourself,
a wild thing, in my home,
and I feel pity
and a longing even,
to put my arms around you,
to console you,
knowing that I am the source of your misery
but sadly, I cannot give you what you crave
for you killed it long ago,
with razorblades & paracetamol. 

◄ I'll bring the coke

the nagual ►


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