Reptile

I'm vile and reptilian, something cold and crawling with 

Germs writhes beneath my pockmarked skin, my flesh 

I've starved away and loathed, hated like a bad buy at 

The January sales, shoved so far into the closet that the 

Closet is all I really know. 

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All of the stars scattered in their eyes look like 

Bacteria now; I shattered the rose window they 

Painted all around me, so the shards poke in my 

Raw-meat heart; infections, no affection to throw 

At you, like stones in this glass house 

Menagerie. 

---

You pulled away bits of me until all that was left was 

A host for your parasite, a grounds for experimentation to

March all over, tear down, use once and 

Dispose of.

Reviews

[Ashira Macy]

Raw-meat heart; infections, no affection to throw

At you, like stones in this glass house

Menagerie.

I loved that simile, it made me nervous. Beautiful articulation of how it feels to be sucked dry by someone you thought you could trust, or at least that it my take on it.