By Christine Baert
I know it was your breath
Warming my body
As real as my own
It was you that held my stones
The weight of my hope
Watching me crumble
With that look of contentment
Smiling because you can
Fulfilling hunger
Never backtracking to see
That you left behind everything I’d need
We’d both smile
Like we were trying to hide
Covering.
I could find you
Eating and smirking
Taking in the feeling you lack
Crying in the corner
Tears of blood
Shed from the beauty you thought
You felt
Sopping up every drop of my flesh
Warming you, carrying on as if you knew me.
Sleeping in my dream
This life existed
With your clammy palms,
Sugar sweet
I once felt your soul it was like a wonderful prayer, gone sour.
Tainted, we’d laugh
Carrying on
Like vomiting after each meal, then cry.
Molding our veins to one.