the marigolds that grow out from under your finger nails really distract me.
you force my head steady - but with a gentle cradle.
there are a thousands pieces of glass in my pocket that i swore to wear as armor. as goosebumps. as a mirror when i saw you.
i even hold some pieces under my tongue- to make sure you can't steal from me.
And the floor is covered in calla-lilies - they're swamping under my feet.
around your neck are a sea of razor blades. fanning and flaring like a ring of feathers
slowly - you lead me to an open space between the drowned flowers. i lay down - almost willingly.
laying back i open my mouth wide. you lean down, ghoulishly and funnel the thousands of pieces of glass from my pocket.
my throat is glowing. - and i choke them all down.
next came the blade, which was not so easy.
opening YOUR mouth you lift a blade from beneath your tongue - and place it under mine.
slicing away - you finally get me to shut the fuck up.
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