I am the l o v e r.

I am the lover that will consume you whole, just as you are,
filled with lies and guilt, suckling the impressions of
your esoteric past
your lack of future
your selfish present
your ugly name and all its consonants, constantly
breeding atop my tongue / I paint you in cells /

I am the lover who is hungry, hungry, henceforth hindered
by your morning breath pocketed in the corner of my mouth /
don’t you dare shower! / undo your hair, stand there and
wear your humiliation like a wedding gown.

Show me where your weeds are and my soles will stomp
them out / I am the lover who is a fighter who will point
fingers at your mother and shame the seven syllables of
her callous anthems / I am unlike other lovers / I am THE
lover, I don’t believe in boundaries and I will cradle you
as if you are a newborn baby, I am the lover that sees you
gorge your weight in sugar and I will peel back your skirt
and sniff cocaine from your stretch marks / blow smoke rings
from your snot and lick your influenza, I am the lover who
is dirty and in denial / and you will want me still /
I will look like you
talk like you
write like you
become just like you
in any way that you want me to be, you cannot stop me
from begetting your blood / but I will always be

The lover that wears their disgrace like armour /
I will debase you, erase you, rebirth you, forgive you,
infect you, accept you, share shame like I’ve kept you,
hold you, unfold you, turn black into gold when you
smear your harassment all over my void /

Tell me where your demons hide and I will eat them a l l o v e r.

 


Written in collaboration w/ Des LeNore

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