Sometimes
When you want to know what I’m thinking
I say, “Not much.”
And spew bullshit because what I am thinking is
I want to rip you in twitching hallowed pieces
I want to devour your fear and everything you hide
Tear you open
Lick your heart
Swallow you.
If you knew how hungry I was
Would you come closer?
There are two words
That I have dreamt of night and day
Since the moment I saw you
Nervous
Hiding:
Hurt me.
You said it with your eyes
With your cunt
And I answered
And I wait.
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