Ruins

Come split me open like the earth.

Plant your teeth in my skin

and let the flowers grow red.

Let the floor drink what spills

liver, heart, longing

all of it yours.

Eat me alive.

Rip me limb from limb.

Leave me with my entrails

sprawled across the floor.

A bloody mess.

A soft caress

it would be

to drown myself in you.

Gut me.

Splice me.

Slide your hands through everything soft

until I’m unrecognizable.

Just never leave me.

Never leave me.

I’ll break if you leave me.

It hurts.

It hurts.

Please, seep yourself into me.

Peel me to the white of bone.

Grind me into paste.

Make a balm from what’s left.

If grief is all I have left of you—

then let it devour me.

Let it be sharp. Let it be merciless.

I want your absence to sear my skin,

leave the flesh blackened and burnt,

wear my ribs as a crown.

Let my spine curve around your loss

like a serpent around a blade.

I cannot be without you.

I cannot be without you.

I long

for the annihilation.

To be undone

by the violence

the absence

of loving you.

Just never leave me.

Never leave me.

Never leave me.